My dearest children,
Yes, I have
returned. Some events have transpired recently that are difficult to
explain. Others, we as yet have no explanation for. I shall attempt
as best I can to recount what has happened.
First of all,
however, I really must apologize for the vulgar language and behavior
of my comrade. Not that it is in any different from the way all of
you barbarians act, but it is most unbecoming in one who has seen the
light and come over to the Black Angel. Whatever his personal
failings, Ridley is one of my oldest companions (of the those yet
living, I suppose), and I am grateful for his help here, though it
could be desired to be under better circumstances.
As he has already
informed, on the tenth of this month I engaged in combat against the
man who is presently held prisoner in the cellar of this house.
During the course of the engagement, he spoke several times of some,
shall we say odd, things which led me to the belief that he may
possess some knowledge of the current strange happenings. After
having incapacitated him, I attempted to glean some information from
his mind only to discover a shield in place to block my powers.
Accordingly, it became necessary to use other means of getting the
information we desire. Sadly, we have not learned much.
What Ridley has
managed to get out of Mr. Gordon is that he is most assuredly
completely insane. Whether or not some facts relating to our current
business are actually locked away somewhere in that mind, I now have
my doubts as to whether or not the man himself possesses any
conscious knowledge of them. We do know that he was a serial killer,
and was traveling with Mr. Ross and his sister, coercing them into
helping him avoid the police. He then became embroiled in this whole
affair as the Master was already pursuing the siblings. The first
time Mr. Gordon caught sight of the Master he launched into a most
foolish effort at attacking him and all three of them blacked out and
woke up near this area, several hundred miles east of their previous
position. The siblings have made several attempts at leaving him, but
whatever other problems he may have, Mr. Gordon seems possessed of an
uncanny knack for tracking. He has taken great pleasure as well in...
punishing them for trying to escape from him. Most unsavory, but I
feel with enough time we shall be able to bring him into line.
In other matters,
there is Miss Ross, whom we discovered asleep on the porch. We have
managed to ascertain that, among other things, she has no recognition
of myself or the Master and seems entirely unaware of how she came to
be here. She claims to remember nothing in between our waking her up
on the night of the tenth and around three in the afternoon the
previous day. What's more, she claims to have been staying at her
apartment, in another state, and that nothing whatsoever out of the
ordinary had occurred until her memory stops. This is certainly
rather remarkable, but I feel rather inclined to believe what she
says. If not because I have looked through her memories and seen that
she is telling the truth, with no evidence at all of her memories
having been tampered with, then because of the fact that at this very
moment Miss Ross is also still traveling with her brother.
Yes, it appears that
there is more than one of her. I am quite at a loss as to how this
has occurred. A simple temporal displacement could not explain her
memories, and my powers would allow me to tell if they've been
altered even if I could not see how. I have no comments to make at
present regarding the two posts that were made here that night,
though I don't believe for a moment that they are unrelated to these
events. I shall be placing tighter security on this blog to prevent
such situations from recurring.
Until next time,
~Regards
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