February 19th, 7PM

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Things have been surprisingly quiet lately, so I've found some spare time to write, but this will be a short entry because I'm tired.

Yesterday, Crowley showed me his dreamwalking power. He made a portal to the dreamscape - it was a beautiful thing, but scary, like a great hole hanging in the air. He led me through it and we found ourselves in a glittering dark realm, with purple lightning crackling silently in the sky and black mountains all around. No matter how far we walked we couldn't ever reach those mountains.

I'm beginning to think there's more to Crowley than meets the eye. He's deadly and horrible, but when he looked at me yesterday in the dreamscape, I saw something else in his eyes, gleaming and barely visible.

He's become almost kind to me in these last few days, as if he's realised I can be useful to him and wants me to be happy. Or something like that. I can't tell.

I don't even understand my own feelings towards him. A part of me hates him for being a killer, for being so bloodthirsty and terrible. But my heartbeat speeds up when he talks to me. There's something about him that draws me forward.

I'm going to stop writing now. Crowley told me we have a big, important mission to do tomorrow. I want to be well-rested for it.

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End of chapter 5

Oh snap.
Big day tommorow.

I wonder what it is!