December 26, 2017.

Dear Mom and Dad.

I figure I might as well write down what happened.

So first of all, that Esme wasn't Esme. I guess she was a clone or a third sister or something? I dunno, but they called her Phoebe. So that was weird, not that it matters.

Once they realised we were serious they started doing that eye-glowing telepathy thing.

So we disintergrated them.

It felt good.

We can't go on to the Morlocks anymore, not at the moment anyway, but I don't know where else to aim for. There is nowhere safe for us.

To Lauren.

There is nowhere for us.

To Andy.

We'll find somewhere. We can be happy again.

To Lauren.

I'm not sure we can.