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XIII

Correspondence from Hell

17th July, 1839

Everybody was dead, and he'd seen it in his dreams.

Sir William Smith, Dr. Tate, Professor Taylor… They had not survived whatever had come for them. Daniel had been considered a suspect by Scotland Yard due to his closeness to the physician, but he was immediately released when he caught a glimpse of a half of Tate's bloody and disfigured face. An inspector had told him Tate's body had been found dismembered, his entire room covered in blood and more details Daniel refused to listen to.

Daniel had literally dashed home, avoiding any kind of contact with people. Knowing what would happen nauseated him, left him in a state worse than insanity, and his guilt wasn't making it any better. He didn't even look at his landlady as he dashed upstairs to his room: would she die, too?

He broke down. Panic seized hold of him, rendered him unable to think clearly, rationally. He did not cry, yet he let tears flow freely as his eyes widened in horror. What to do? If things continued like that, not only he would die in the end, but he would also be a mass murderer who wouldn't be caught until he was buried underground. In the end, he did cry, but silently, in fear that his tears would beckon death.

And then, he realized.

The letter. The Baron's letter.

What else could make him walk down the path to protection? The Baron was his only choice so far, and nobody but the Baron would believe Daniel's story. It was inevitable: he had to trust Alexander. With tears still in his eyes, Daniel reread the Baron's letter.

"I known, and I can protect you. Come to Brennenburg Castle. Alexander."

Daniel clenched his fists, the letter crumpling under his grip.

It had to be done, no matter what. If it meant avoiding deaths, his death included, then so be it.

Time to send the Devil a reply.

A/N: Yes, after such an event, I consider Danny to be demophobic, ergo, to have a fear of crowds. Suits him too, though, I dunno why. Anyway, next chapter will come up ASAP! Bear with me, people!

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