Letter nr. 1

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December 2

To: Enid Sinclair

WA

My dear Enid. If the random street pigeon manages to deliver this letter to you, then you now know I'm still alive. You know who I am, though it's been around a month. I really hope you are doing well, and someone is taking care of you, because if not then if I ever get the chance to, I'll kill Yoko in her sleep.

Please don't mourn over me for too long. Besides, my presence still haunts this world. But even if I do stop writing letters, know that my love for you will always be present. You are my dearest treasure, my only sun and my favorite thing in this world.

Please also contact my mother and father. Tell them I am alive but they should not go looking for me, and you should not either.

That's all I have to say for you my love. The next letter will arrive soon.

Take care,
WA

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