Tuesday, June 3, 2014

By The Time You Read this I'll Be Dead

-Dear Mr. Lorentino

By the time you read this I'll already be dead, there was nothing you could do to stop me from dying. The poison I'd been injected with was going to kill me either way. If you witnessed my death I apologize for what was probably confusing and scary. This is weird to say, but you are the only person aside from my father I can probably relate to. And it is because of my father I had to take my own life.

My father is a man you know well, Victor Morley, when he found out you were still alive and back in town he wanted me to do everything in my power to kill you using the necromancy he taught me. I refused and his agent killed my husband and then poisoned me making my only option to take your life to spare my own. I would not do this and so I knew I was doomed.

You will think with my death the danger is over, but it is not, right now my father's agent is loose in the city, his plan is to kill you one way or another and he has been taught by my father to do that very well. Trust no one you have met, Morley's hatred of you is very personal and he has had time to establish himself all over the world. I realize how evil he is now, and how he's willing to kill his own child to wound his enemy, I wish I had not been born.

I finished reading the note and felt sad. There were a couple tear stains on the paper clearly writing the note had been very difficult (probably because she was planning on killing herself, though wishing she had never been born would probably be equally as heart breaking). I didn't have a whole lot of time to digest the woman's note as Dupont showed up and pointed his pistol at me.

"Captain Dupont decided to arrest me after all?" I discarded the note in my little trash bin. I did notice there were no other guard members with Dupont. And that's when he opened fire on me, because Dupont was clearly Morley's agent and I had just found out about that a half second too late (I'll blame the hand writing here, her writing was atrocious and the ink had smeared, yes I blamed a dead woman for not properly warning me about an ambush she didn't exactly know was coming, SUE ME!)

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