Dear Mr. Holmes
I am Truly at my wits' end and Really have no one else to turn to. I believe a murder has been committed, and fear that Unless you come to my aid the killer will Evade detection and go on to do me harm. So, I beg you, come to Little Turrets, in Upton, without delay, without Losing even a minute. Do so, I implore you, Or the dreadful crime will go unpunished and my Very life may be at stake. Do so, and I will be, for Ever more,
Your friend
Alice Tulerove