(Approximately) 7 September 1875 (Maybe)
Dearest Ravvi,
I find myself at my Great-Aunt Hethelyn's cottage. I have been
here for some time and am not entirely certain what is happening.
Writing this letter, existing as it does only in my mind or some
strange otherworldly place, brings comfort to me as the baby and I
await our fate.
I have never been entirely sure where “I” go when I visit Aunt Hethelyn
in dreams or when I am unconscious, but here I am. As you likely
know from Sargent Frazer's reports, we were set up on by a large pack
of cursed wolves. Our attempts to talk our way out of the
situation were fruitless-- I don't remember much after the beginning of
the attack. They were all very fast. I'm afraid my efforts
on our behalf didn't make for a very good showing.
I hope you and Octavia are well and safe in Potsdorf. Ruth and
Hauptmann Stachmacherson seem to have things in hand here, as we are
not longer surrounded by cursed beings, but rather seem to have
acquired an abundance of short people. I am certain Ruth will get
things sorted to her satisfaction in short order.
I have no sense of how time is passing in the outer world-- it was a
little after midday when we were attacked. I suppose I will find
out what time it is when I return to my body. I am trying not to
fret, as there is very little I can do about the situation as it stands.
I miss you very much and find it comforting to think of you as I
write. This letter may not be real, but my love for both you and
our daughter is.
Remember that always.
Your loving wife,
Victoria
Proceed to I am Very
Vexed
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