SARAH BOTH DAYS THE WAY THING WEIGHS
ELEVEN JULY TWO-THOUSAND EIGHTEEN FIRST UPON FIRAT MEETING A FEMALE WHO NOW BEHIND ME STANDS IN GREEN
DID MARK WITH C.A.I.N. ON THIS VERY SPOT ABOVE, AND UPON THREE HUNDRED SIXTIETH DAY LATER SHE DID DIE METERS FROM THESE TWO ROCKS SEEN BELOW,
THE PLOT OF NINE TWENTY-THREE PUT UPON REVERSE IN ATTEMPT MOCKERY OF ME, THOSE TWO WRETCHED ROCKS STOLEN FROM THAT OPERATION LOCATED AT THIRTY JACKSON STREET, HIGHLANDS BOR., AND THROWN INTO THE BOTTOMLESS PIT OR THEREABOUT.