Disclaimer: I do not own the Lost Boys.
Dear Mr. Kinsely,
I regret to inform you that this will be my last story to be published in your magazine. As well as my last letter to you. Recent events, all of which are your doing by sending me to investigate these matters, have taken a turn for the worse and I am afraid I will never see Santa Carla again.
And that's only if I'm lucky.
This letter I'm sending to you has enclosed all the information, pictures, interviews and biographies of those involved. Whether you believe them or not, I'm begging you, do not publish this story.
Everything is real.
The legends, the whispers in dark alleys and the hundreds upon hundreds of victims that have been claimed already by these monsters are real. Santa Carla is a haven for the undead and that's just the start of the dark and twisted path. The things I've witnessed since coming into contact with these creatures has left me questioning life and death all together.
The devil exists in the form of these four teenagers and the small child that they keep at their side. If you ever come across them: run. Get as far away as you can and never take to the boardwalk or the Pier late at night. If they sense you know something about them, they will hunt you down. You will never be safe and as I am finding, you will set a foot outside during the nighttime hours again.
Do not publish this story.
Your life may depend on it.
Signed,
Your Former Reporter,
James Derson.
May god have mercy on my soul.