A torn page is lying on the floor, it reads:
Speckles? Please come home!
I am sitting here behind my desk, pictures of sis everywhere... and notes, and scribbles...
Lots has happened the last couple of days, I can barely keep up with the events. What I have learned in the last few days is that Stormwind, Darkshire and villages around it, is a good place to be. After hanging up the Missing poster of Specks... so many people came to me. Most of them to offer help. And I do need help...
I am confused and I am
worried. Where is sis? What happened to her? How could she disappear all of a
sudden? We were just walking in Duskwood, taking a tour with Eomund from the
Nightwatch of Duskwood. And then it happened, sis vanished. When I returned to
Stormy, alone, everyone was so helpful! If I want I can stay in the headquarters
of the Legitimate Business Club. They even offer protection. Duckie is so
sweet.
But what to do? Several searchparties started looking for sis. They all seemed to focus on Hamfist. I don't trust that gnome. But did he do it? After getting chased by so many people... he crashed a meeting I'd tried to organize for the searchparties. The gnommer appeared to have changed...after being battered enough he seemed willing to help. But not after leading a searchparty to Van Cleef. A ship exploded back there. Was sis on it? And what about this van Cleef? Did he take sis hostage? Why would one want Speckles? And what's with that Crypt? Is Speck there? They can't seem to find her there, they even are at that place now, looking for her.
And that's not all. Two days ago, in Duskwood...a ghostly woman came to us, telling us she was an illusion. She played games. She said I could see my sister.. in the mirror... Why would she do such a thing? Then she told us that Speckles would die, soon. In three days. Something about a place named Thelsamar. She said one of our closest friends is a fake..that…I don't know anymore. I don't want to doubt my friends... I've hurt them asking if I can trust them. Three days... tomorrow will be the last of those...
And...there is still those notes, pinned to
our office door, asking for a ransom… they are scary. A couple of days ago it
even included a Snaparoid…made with our own camera. It showed Sis, but maybe
it ain't Sis. It can't be, it scares me. These notes must be a hoax… It feels
like I am dreaming, like this ain't happening. I wish it would go away. I wish
Sis was here.
Yesterday Duckie helped me writing a letter, as a response to the notes…to find out, whether they are real or not. Pinned it to our office door, I did.
"T. After our letters I haven't been sitting still. I received some donations. Almost the whole amount of what you asked. Please name a time and date and exact location. Please bring sis? - Freckles"
I did not dare to look. But there was a note. I don't know what to do. Can't be going there alone…don't want to…
OOC
For more
information read Dwoozles account of the events on the AD Forum
