The Red Piece of Clothing II

Time went by, and the next thing I knew, nighttime had arrived. Celius left me some words, and they keep coming back to me.

Yet because this is the room where I had to do a lot of studying, this isn't usually where I would eventually fall asleep.

I considered abandoning up as I turned the book's pages since it just doesn't seem to make sense. It gave me the impression that I was the last piece of a puzzle, and the host should have been that piece.

Since I didn't know him before and didn't even know he existed until I learned that there are certain creatures living in the human world, I'm confident that he doesn't belong on my list.

I groan and turn the pages, and something catches my eye, even though it has nothing to do with the host. Instead, it has to do with a seal that I have seen in that location in the past.

Even though the language is archaic, I can make out some fit-able words, but when I do so, I never anticipate making this startling dis