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DM Teaser #2 - Letter

===Arud Residence/Study Room===

[It was an middle of the night where all seem quiet in the small town. The rustle of the branches, a soft blow of breezing wind, and a sound of an owl hooting loudly of a silent night of early autumn. But not all seem quiet. There's one person who's still awake at night in a poorly, but decent cottage that far away from the small town and has three rooms, one bathroom, and an attic.]

[One of the three rooms became a Study Room where a dim light was shown while the door was slightly closed. Despite how small it was, still shine the brightest in the dark room at night. Inside the Study Room was an couch with pillow and blanket to sleep in and an desk with papers that almost scatter around, making a mess. And finally, there was an person who was at the desk, writing something that she stood awake in the late of night. That person was an young woman in her Late-20, writing a very important letter to someone. But whom? There's no names written on the letter or even mention of whose she's writing from? Buy every times she finished it, she scramble the letter into a paper-ball and throws away into the trash pin that was overflow by couples of throwaway letters. She exhaled frustratedly of the many times she has written the letter over and over again as she pinched her forehead. Then she see a old photograph of an young girl; her daughter, still bring the brightest smile in her messy life, despite the circumstances and problems she faced with to the entire town they lived. She knows why she wants to write a letter. Yet, it's hard to not mention the names written in the letter. Otherwise, they'll be caught in a conspiracy going on in Norway. As well being involved in the crossfire to hers and her daughter. She has enough in her plate to be villianize of something she didn't do. Especially with an entire town antagonized her daughter of the heritage she inherited. But she doesn't give herself to abandon someone who needed help the most and were stranded of the world not their own. She takes a deep breath in a few second of silence and start over again with the letter and a pencil at her hand as she began to write.]

Young Woman: {Writing on a Blank Paper}

To those who finds this letter in my journal,

means something bad happen that led one of you to be discovered by the public or much worse that I could imagined of the encounter we witnessed last night. There's one favor I ask you all to listen. I want one of you willingly take my daughter somewhere else, far away from Norway if you can. I know I'm asking selfishly to you all right now, but I don't care. My daughter talk a lots about the places y'all lived. Places she never been to; places that she feels belonged and acceptance of who she is in everyone's views. I wanted to go to that place with her too. Far away from the misery we lived. But if something bad happen to me when I'm not there for her, I---

[Her writing was interrupted by a squeak of a door crack opening. The Young Woman turns her head around and peek out to the direction of the door when an figure appeared. The mysterious figure is a dog; a dog revealed to be a girl, around aged 5 that walks on two legs, with orange fur and patches of dark-orange and cream. The young orange pup is very tired, barely opening her eyes and yawn loudly as she's trying to not fell asleep.]

[When witnessing a two-legged, orange dog, your first instinct could have been screaming in shock and terror to seeing something unusual happened in their life. Instead, she spoke casually to the young pup as if she's speaking to any child to comes across.]

Young Woman: Bingo? Bingo, what are you doing here? And why are you awake in this late at night, young lady?

Bingo: *Very Tired* Miss Josie, I can't sleep. I... I have a bad dream.