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25 February, 1914 Ernst, though still not completely healthy was well enough for the unit to make some more progress towards the lake (we had to stop several times so that he could vomit, but nothing exceedingly bad). The foliage of the land has grown incredibly thick and our machetes our quickly growing dull from constant use. Despite the years I have spent journeying these lands, there are fewer and fewer plants around that I can actually recognize, and those that I do remember seem twisted (if such a word can be used to describe flora) and have a strange aura about them, and it almost seems like they lack the vibrant color that they so oft

Journal of Unteroffizier Mickel Wulf (Found near Tschadsee on 17 January, 1984) 22 February, 1914 It’s been two days since Hauptmann von Raben and most of the others surrendered Mora to the British and French forces. I managed to escape with infanteristen Ernst and Heinrich as well as three Kamerunians, as the officers negotiated the details of their capitulation to the enemy. Several rifles and plenty of ammunition were acquired and stuffed in a couple of duffle bags from the armory. After the year-long siege, the leftover rations were old and only a small amount still remained. I stored what little was left and threw them in with the