I just woke from the hellish nightmare that was my death. I saw so much. Learnt so much. But right now all I feel is pain, my head is in a mess, that brief period talking to everyone was agony. I can't rest though, not until I understand what I went through.
(The rest of the page is filled with depictions and rough notes of the things Fiey saw, although most of it is illegible and it trails off the page quickly.)