Dear Anika

My dear sister, I am so sorry for what I’ve done. I’ve fallen prey to an ancient predator, one you could not imagine. He’s going to be difficult to fight, but I believe in you. I always did.

If anyone can end his reign of terror before it begins, it is you, Anika.

I’m not sure you’ll get this, and I’ll likely be dead when you do. Just know this, the day they kill me is the day our good city falls. If we cannot restore the balance, none shall enter.

Swiftly, dearest sister.

Kill that sonofabitch.

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Dear Anika

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