JIN

The past few hours had gone by normally, as if it was a normal day. People ate lunch and watched TV. But nobody left.

"Uh, Guys!" Bashur called from upstairs. "There's a goat here munching on an envelope!"

Jin came to Bashur, who was in Barney's room.

"Goat! Gimmie that!" Jin ripped the letter from the Goat's mouth, it was wet, and a corner of it was torn, but it was still readable. Jin opened it and began to read it. By that time, everybody else was in the room.

"Guys! Guys!" Jin said. "You gotta see this! Here's what it says: 'Friends, I'ms writing this whiles I still cans control myselves' (The ink's smeared here, but I'll try to read it.) 'I won't be ables to controls myself much longers. So heres goes. This isn't about Sky, is about Ross.'" Jin stopped. "The rest is ripped off."
"Wait," Ross said. "This is about me? Why? Is it because I stole some extra syrup from IHOP last time and hid it in my pants?"

"I don't know. Goat here ate the rest of it."

"We should kill the goat!" Sky said, brandishing a butter sword.

"Wait!" Bashur said, "Maybe we should work with the information we already have."

"That's not that bad of an idea, Bash." Jin said. "Look, I'll try and figure this out and then get back to you guys, okay?"