As you probably know by now, last Thursday we were attacked by some kind of shadow thing, and we’re very lucky we weren’t killed.
None of us have any idea what it was that attacked us, but I do know that it was boiling hot. I could feel the heat coming off it. It made my skin blister when it got close. Luckily, I leaned back quickly, so it only caught the side of my face, but if Tom hadn’t showed up when he did, I think I’d have been burnt to a crisp. We’d probably all have been, actually.
Tom and his brother and sister have been really good to us. After inviting us inside, the first thing Tom did was help me clean my face up and give me this ointment, which I have to put on my face daily. I think it’s working, but my face still hurts like mad. It looks horrible, too.
We’re having to stay inside the house, because it’s too dangerous to risk being recognised by one of the farmhands, and if that happened, Tom and his siblings would be in trouble for harbouring criminals, too. They’ve been getting us to do a lot of work around the house, but I don’t think any of us mind that since we’re all so grateful to have somewhere we can stay and be safe. We can’t thank them enough.