Dearest Ellin, I’m sorry that it’s taken me so long to find the words to write to you after all this time. I’ve been sitting at this desk for the past five hours, unable to think of a single thing that would make it worth sending. I’ve made no progress with the cure, you see. Every time I find someone who might be able to help, they disappear shortly after or decide they’re too scared to be caught by Knox.
