Dear Sis,

I know that I said I wouldn’t write again unless I was getting ready to do something drastic. Guess what? That time is now. I’ve had it with the giant eyes constantly looking at me. I’ll be honest it’s starting to drive me a little crazy. Sometimes I feel like I’m all alone with the monsters Out There and it gives me such awful dreams. I wish we’d never been separated.

There’s something else. I’m afraid I have some bad news about Karl. He’s been gone for a long time now. I didn’t know how to tell you so I left it out of my previous letters. His death is what gave me the idea for my escape. I’m going to have to fake my own death to get carted out of here. I know it sounds crazy but I think that if I can just force myself to go belly up, I’ll be on the water train out of here.

Wish me luck. As always, give my love to your family.

Love,

Your favorite brother

P.S. I’d love a reply but it’s too late now. It’s time to make it or break it. I’ll see you again in this life or the next.