There isn't much in the notebook yet beyond vague, dreamlike descriptions of falling stars, boiling oceans, and the roiling chaos of too many battlefields blending into one. He notes similarities to Cathmoira's destruction, and details of other catastrophes in the margins.

The last, and messiest, line is Who was screaming??

The light fades with an absent snap of his fingers and a total lack of argument, which says volumes by itself.