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A Message Of Fear

You may have hearing damage, but you’ll understand perfectly my message to you in this videotape.

As you should know very well, I’ve been studying the science of fear. It’s been keeping me away from you, Roslyn, and I’ve hated that so much.

But my studies have, regrettably, led me here.

Where there’s no sound but the wind and my own voice…

I’m recording this sometime around midnight, and I’m rambling on a bit, so I’ll make this as brief as possible.

You’ve probably heard the news reports about me, but you musn’t believe them! Leave out all the rest of the lies, and listen to me.

I’ve said farewell to the fairground of my lab, my family, my life. But I do it unwillingly, you must understand.

I won’t try and explain the gobbledigook scientifc terms to you, so I’ll say this as bluntly as I can:

Fear itself has broken free of my lab, and is rapidly infecting the planet.

You may think I’ve gone mad, but, honestly, have I ever lied to you?

This is Oliver James.

Signing out…

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