Based on the ongoing storyline of the viral site "somethinginthesea dot com", which records the story of the detective Mark Meltzer, whose interest in conspiracy theories screws him over: while he's tracking the sightings of something that's making pre-teen girls off coastlines without trace, his daughter disappears along with them... (If you haven't seen the site, it's worth checking out. Alternatively, the Bioshock wiki's got copies of almost all the content from it).

In any case, more than one Little Sister got rescued. When one vanishes back into the sea, what would the others be left to think?

Dear Mr Meltzer,

I know things about your daughter: I know more about where and what she is than you do, and I've known these things for as long as you're been chasing after her. But for two reasons I haven't dared contact you before now: firstly, because by doing so I'm putting myself at risk—many people are watching your hunt for these secrets. Most of them are in no risk of finding anything hidden, but some, like the man calling himself Lutwidge, are playing for their lives in this conspiracy game, and I do not want to go anywhere near that so-called game. So I've put off and off writing this letter, and even now I've decided to send it, there are a lot of things I can't say. Because of that, because by saying too much I'll make myself a target for people I'm scared of, I can't give you concrete evidence about anything. I can tell you things you need to know, but I can't explain them, and I can't tell you more about who I am than that I am Alice standing on the safe side of the looking glass. Someone I called sister slipped through it back to the other side, but if I dream of Rapture, it's only in nightmares; I haven't got the courage to follow her.

That's as much of my personal history as I'm willing to risk, but believe me, the cute little literary reference doesn't capture anything like the horror you're voluntarily walking towards. Please, think! That man, Lutwidge, he traced the same trail as you and reached his 'wonderland', and now he's kept locked up: for his own safety and that of others. If this is the result of the quest taken on by a man with nothing more than pride at stake, how much more likely is it that a man hunting for a missing daughter will lose pieces of himself before he returns? These pawns you speak to have nothing too much to risk; they're playing mystery games in their spare time, nothing more. You're far more determined than them--you have far more reason to be--and the journey you take has already lead you into more danger than they know exists. For this reason, I'm begging you, please stop travelling now. The girl named Cindy Meltzer is no more; you have nothing to gain on this chase after her, and more left to lose than you realise. If you turn back now, you will have memories left to keep her by, and you will value those as you did when she was yours. Stuck in that broken world you're looking for, I swear, someone who meant you well would hope not to be found.

Please: abandon your hunt. Nothing you find will bring you anything but regrets.

A.P.L.

The site's Orrin Oscar Lutwidge is named after the writer of Alice in Wonderland, whose pen name was Lewis Carroll but who in real life was a professor of Mathematics, Charles Lutwidge Dodgson.