(Hershel stirs a bit in his hospital bed, then his eyelids flutter open at the sound of somebody entering the room. He doesn’t even take a moment to try to assess his own injuries, as he quickly locks his sight onto whoever stood before him.) Hmmnh? Again? Now what?…

Hm? Claire, is that you? You look rather different today. @summon-claire-exe.bsky.social

My head hurts… How long was I out?…

-Layton’s Journal Entry No. 9- As I lie awake at night in our involuntary housing arrangements, I remember that man's face. I don't believe I've ever met him before, but I can't shake the feeling that we have some sort of connection.

-Layton’s Journal Entry No. 8- Claire had been telling me of a Targent agent pursuing her in the streets. It appears to have been a precursor to our inevitable capture. After some struggle, Claire, little Desmond and myself have been taken away to The Nest.

I LOVE HOMOSEXUALS

What. What do you mean Targent is here?

Why, I do believe the weather is beginning to warm up quite a bit! This calls for a day trip to Pumpkin Park. Would anyone care to come along?

I’m not quite sure I understand. Claire?…

How… curious.

Why is there suddenly an abundance of children following me on here? (Respectfully, I don’t believe I’m capable of caring for any more children…)

So very tired… I haven’t slept at all recently. How is everyone here doing?

Good afternoon, Dean Delmona, I apologize for my sudden disappearance. As you’re more than familiar, I typically leave some sort of notice in advance when I plan to go on sabbatical. Unfortunately, I found myself suddenly and grievously injured in a corn field in an undisclosed location.

I am constantly blacking out. Did I miss anything significant over the past few days?

(He can hardly bring himself to open his eyes.) Has… medical attention arrived yet?

This is a lot of blood… I don’t… feel very…

(Hurts… hurts so much…)

-Layton’s Journal Entry No. 7- Flora and I have once again crossed into another unfamiliar location. According to the unnaturally bright signage that compliments the equally unnaturally bright environment, we have arrived in a place called “Farm Merge Valley”. Unfortunately, night has fallen,

What could that person have meant by insinuating I have several hundred children… I wouldn’t consider myself that romantically successful! Nor is such a thing even possible…

I have thankfully escaped from the Backrooms and eventually Labyrinthia, but I unfortunately have found myself in a different location entirely. Flora? Are you out there?

claire i'm about to have what they call a "joker moment"

CLAIRE, WAIT! can i get a honk on that bobo

-Layton’s Journal Entry No. 6- Flora and I appear to be lost in the local Tesco. For reasons beyond my comprehension, I cannot seem to find an exit despite being completely certain of its whereabouts. This is quite a puzzle indeed.

Ahem. Pardon my sudden absence. I just needed some time alone. One mustn’t make a scene in public, after all.

NOT RIGHT NOW MISTER WHISTLER.

GOOD FUCKING HEAVENS WHO IS GIVING WEED TO THE CHILDREN

WHY IS EVERYONE READING MY DIARY

-Layton’s Journal Entry No. 5- After a night of Valentine’s Day pleasantries with Paul I can say with complete certainty that I am not a heterosexual. -Hershel Layton

i miss mmy wife

Frankly, I'm not entirely sure if I have any plans on this Valentine's Day. Claire's presence in the present day is dubious at best, and Randall appears to have abandoned me to have dinner with Sammy Thunder at the local Outback Steakhouse.

I've updated my secondary website to allow for typed and handwritten inquiries! Please have a look! hershellayton.straw.page

I've updated my secondary website to allow for typed and handwritten inquiries! Please have a look! hershellayton.straw.page

-Layton’s Journal Entry No. 4- It’s going to be okay. It has to be. -Hershel Layton

(My entire body hurts. Everything feels so wrong. Why am I suddenly in so much pain?)

-Layton’s Journal Entry No. 3- Keats is here with me. The comforting sensation of my hand in his velvety fur leads me to believe he is real. I have no explanation for what this other… presence (or presences?) would want of me, but it sounds so very angry, and scared even moreso.

-Layton’s Journal Entry No. 2- I am doing this to preserve the current state of my sanity, should things change soon. There is something in my flat. At least I believe there is. This journal entry may not even be real.

Hello? Is someone there? Please make yourself known if you are.

-Layton’s Journal Entry No. 1- Try as I might, I simply cannot recall much of anything these past several days. I believe Claire suddenly reappearing on top of the mere mention of time travel is taking its toll on my mental state. I just cannot wrap my mind around it. Was that not truly the end?

Hey Wait AMinute

I’ve been a bit… distant these days. Apologies, everyone. Did I hear something about Dimitri building another time machine? And… another one of my past selves appearing out of nowhere? A recap of recent events would be appreciated.

I'll be real chat the ghosts of my past self and presumed deceased high school lover is a puzzle not even I want to touch

Sometimes I can still hear his voice

WHERE ARE YOU ALL COMING FROM

…Hello, everyone.

It would appear these “Strawpage” accounts are becoming quite popular, so I took it upon myself to make one of my own! hershellayton.straw.page

I sense a disturbance in my past self.

This

Hello, fellow scholars and puzzle enthusiasts alike. I hope your day has been well. Tell me, did you have anything interesting to eat today? I myself had a chicken quesadilla. It was quite delicious!