~a/n: don't think your getting off this easy, folks. There will probably be a sequel to this atrocity, as soon as I figure out what the hell happens next. Thank you for your time. And I applaud you for sitting through this business.

To my kind editor:

I am rather saddened to announce that I must once again I will be resuming my work on "The Slippery Slope". There were no further contacts sent to the panic place. Although I still feel that the letters were authentic, something or someone has stopped these letters. I presume my darling Beatrice, once more, to be dead. I still hope she may yet be found, but there is no more I can do. I must maintain my promise, however, and I return to it.

I have begun my research, and as I sit back in a tiny log cabin lodge I secretly wish the blonde couple will return with a message, a clue, anything. But in the meantime I will keep searching, change my socks daily, and wait. Thank you once more for your patience, and kindly inform Mr. Helquist that as soon as possible I will send him an object to aid him in his illustrations.

Please remember that you are my only hope that the tale of the Bauldilare children may be told to the general public.

With all due respect,

Lemony Snicket