I'm leaving this note as a back up. I don't expect anyone to understand, except for you Lucia. I'm sorry— I know you told me not to let this get out of control. Even I haven't quite understood my own obsession this past year. But... I really have to get to the bottom of this mystery. I'm going to try entering the castle again tonight.

I have a feeling that I may not come back, but I hope that whoever finds this can pick up where I left off and right the wrong that was made, all those years ago in 1983. All of my notes are around the

corkboard, look there first. I've left a number of relevant links on my desktop computer, right on the homepage, for you to look through to prove I'm not crazy. (At least I think I'm not...).

I'm sorry I didn't call you enough, Mom and Dad. Let's be honest— we haven't been very close in a long time. Maybe I could've done better.

 

Check the corkboard on the right. You'll find everything there.

 

— The Researcher