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My dear Sigmund,
I do indeed remember your case from previous contact. Returning from voyages that I'd rather not experience again, the estate to which you refer could easily parallel, if not surpass, them. I sympathize for your insomniatic tendencies my good friend, but it is these recurring dreams that have me truly concerned for your welfare. I do believe that you must truly be wearing on your final threads of sanity as you address me so. Since your previous letter, I have noted that your script has deteriorated to near pre-collegiate dabble. As I write this, with what atrocious lighting in this room I do possess; I sketch these abominations that persist in tormenting your inner psyche. However, since you sincerely believe that your domicile is indeed cursed by a central focal point (i.e. the shattered demonic statue you mentioned), which you claim to have been destroyed, I would suggest that involving your expedition to Indonesia be removed from your home at once. My dear friend, I shall arrive there within three days to inspect this issue myself. I pray that this message is received in time. It is truly strange that only the items implicated within your nightly vision were disturbed. However, what truly puzzles me is the solitary man entity within your dream. If you could recant what that ethereal being was, this perhaps would make a lot more sense. As of now, your disturbing account has led me to believe that your belated uncle is warning you of an evil being residing within that room. The mere fact that you had discovered the demonic creature's bones soon after you had awakened alarms me. Whatever solace I could have given you has been snatched away. The immediacy of this contact in addition to your message scrawled upon your western walls is interesting. In tradition, spirits lay in unrest towards the west, thus it makes perfect sense that most of your unearthly communications lay within these walls. Since it is your script that appears in the warning itself, I suggest you and Leish reserve a week's retreat within my quarters. I will have Josiah and Tourmaline prepare rooms for you both. It is indeed too turbulent a time for you to be remaining there. So, as stated earlier, I shall arrive within three days of this letter's receipt. In turn, you shall be departing for my estate. You are young yet my friend, you should not be plagued with these visions due to your surroundings. If I cannot remedy the situation on my own, consider this my final letter to you. For it is true, my years have extended those of most men; my logic has become bitter, chaotic madness to many of my colleagues. You, whom have yet to truly be cursed by God, have no chance against these beings that wish to lay claim to your sanity. Let this letter be hasted, let you be reprieved. Your compatriot, Dante Gregorius
I do indeed remember your case from previous contact. Returning from voyages that I'd rather not experience again, the estate to which you refer could easily parallel, if not surpass, them. I sympathize for your insomniatic tendencies my good friend, but it is these recurring dreams that have me truly concerned for your welfare. I do believe that you must truly be wearing on your final threads of sanity as you address me so. Since your previous letter, I have noted that your script has deteriorated to near pre-collegiate dabble. As I write this, with what atrocious lighting in this room I do possess; I sketch these abominations that persist in tormenting your inner psyche. However, since you sincerely believe that your domicile is indeed cursed by a central focal point (i.e. the shattered demonic statue you mentioned), which you claim to have been destroyed, I would suggest that involving your expedition to Indonesia be removed from your home at once. My dear friend, I shall arrive there within three days to inspect this issue myself. I pray that this message is received in time. It is truly strange that only the items implicated within your nightly vision were disturbed. However, what truly puzzles me is the solitary man entity within your dream. If you could recant what that ethereal being was, this perhaps would make a lot more sense. As of now, your disturbing account has led me to believe that your belated uncle is warning you of an evil being residing within that room. The mere fact that you had discovered the demonic creature's bones soon after you had awakened alarms me. Whatever solace I could have given you has been snatched away. The immediacy of this contact in addition to your message scrawled upon your western walls is interesting. In tradition, spirits lay in unrest towards the west, thus it makes perfect sense that most of your unearthly communications lay within these walls. Since it is your script that appears in the warning itself, I suggest you and Leish reserve a week's retreat within my quarters. I will have Josiah and Tourmaline prepare rooms for you both. It is indeed too turbulent a time for you to be remaining there. So, as stated earlier, I shall arrive within three days of this letter's receipt. In turn, you shall be departing for my estate. You are young yet my friend, you should not be plagued with these visions due to your surroundings. If I cannot remedy the situation on my own, consider this my final letter to you. For it is true, my years have extended those of most men; my logic has become bitter, chaotic madness to many of my colleagues. You, whom have yet to truly be cursed by God, have no chance against these beings that wish to lay claim to your sanity. Let this letter be hasted, let you be reprieved. Your compatriot, Dante Gregorius