I am being held captive.

My youngest brother Manoa, whom I believed dead, appeared out of nowhere and confined me.

He has changed a lot since I last saw him.

He said that he and his friends had to do something important in my farm.

This whole thing is just so shocking.

Just two days ago, while eating lunch alone in my empty house, I was thinking about the old days.

I got a bit nostalgic for the times when my parents, Manos, Manoa and I all lived together.

Then, as if by magic, Manoa opened the door and came into the house.

He looked different.

There was no trace of his old friendliness, and his bony face looked was twisted into a ferocious sneer.

I greeted him warmly, but his cold expression didn't change. Then, three vagabond-looking guys followed him.

Manoa called them his friends.

They wanted the farm.

Manoa asked me to hand over the farm and the main building for their noble cause.

I told him I could not give away my father's precious farm to those brigands.

When they heard that, they started beating me. Manoa just stood there, arms folded, watching.

Then they locked me up in here.

Manoa himself took me to a small warehouse used as a silo, and bolted the door behind me.

The next day, he brought me food.

I begged him to release me, but he showed no emotion at all, let alone brotherly love.

Day 3 of my captivity

I saw them gathering in the main building.

They use profane language without shame.

I heard them mention the Observatory, but couldn't make out what they were saying about it.

I have no idea how long they plan to keep me hostage.

Day 7 of my captivity

Manoa, who used to bring me food once a day, did not come yesterday or today.

I often think about my father.

He is so lucky not to be around to see Manoa now--or perhaps, it's that Manoa has become this way because my father died.

Day 8 of my captivity

Manoa didn't come today. I am hungry.

I will die of starvation if this goes on much longer. They will be the death of me.

I wish the Daevas or the kind villagers would come and rescue me.

Day 10 of my captivity

I have eaten nothing for five days.

I'm thirsty.

I hear noise from the main building. There seem to be many people. Ten? Twenty?

Day 11 of my captivity

I won't last much longer.

I feel dizzy and confused.

I'm thirsty...