The journal in the attic.

We tried to stop him, but he was to cunning and powerful. He has twisted those who serve him into creatures of nightmares. My friends have become part of his twisted collection. I broke free and wanted to flee, but my conscience could not let my friends suffer for all time. I stopped him, but not completely. The monolith has twisted this place pulling it to a dark realm. Everything here is made of terror and pain. I am trapped, how do I escape?
The creature that the twisted specter of Lord Erdan serves, is called that which is or lies beneath. I have learned the monsters of this place are weak to divine powers. I have no such powers, but my dear friend had an item on him, that I have used to ward this place. How long it will last before the horrors of this place twist it, I do not know. He hides his secret in his personal study, the answers must be there.
I hunger for my own flesh, to tear open my skin and study my own innards. This place is twisting my mind, but I now know how to break free. I must topple the monolith, or is that a lie, his secret I must discover his secrets. Do I have the powers to destroy it? I dream of plucking my eyes out for then I can see the truth.