28th Sandstone, 761: The demons finally made there appearance during the construction of the bunker. The soldiers had gone on break, confident that the demons had all been slain, what with their absence. We lost Noodle, as well as a fishery worker who'd been enlisted to assist the construction of the bunker. Also, a long departed mason was seen, his spirit wandering hell. I will make certain the Blade Master is appraised of the situation. Whatever her other failings, she has always been sympathetic to the needs of the dead.
6th Timber, 761: The second expedition was a failure. We lost a pair of good dwarves down there. Worse, the bunker remains incomplete. More lives will be lost, I am certain.
The main issue with the expeditions is the shortness of food. I will have to devote more resources to storing additional food and drink within the depths of the earth. Perhaps even finding a system with which to grow food down there.
Everyone who was sent is exhausted. Hell seems to have a draining effect on them. Or, perhaps it was the fact that they spent more than a month, hoping against hope that the demons would not find them. Or that they did. Two dwarves in their prime being burnt to cinders must be traumatizing to watch. I must say, I am glad to have never faced such a thing.
Also, the captain's report alerted me to another unmemorialized dwarf. As of this writing, the situation has been rectified.
I wonder, when I die, will I be shown the same courtesy? Or will I be one of so many wandering shades at Deathgate?