I'm still not sure how he did it, but Imamu turned one of those nasty wolf-bat things into a pet. It even lets him ride on its back, and it can climb across the zip lines we set up. I think that made everyone a little more confident, so we decided to range out further in search of Rusty. Unfortunately, we found him.
Poor Rusty. The first thing we spotted was a bloody shirt and then...I can't even describe the rest. Just thinking about it makes me want to puke again.
Boris thinks that whatever got him might still be in the area, but I just don't have the strength to keep moving. After today, this all seems so hopeless. We're all going to die here.