Mom,
This is the hardest thing I've ever had to write,
but I know how sad you'll be when I'm gone. I
need you to know, I'm not the son you thought I
was. I shot Closton. It was a horrible accident,
but I still blame myself. Every hour, every day,
I wish he was back. He's the son you should
mourn, not me.
Closton's face has haunted me ever since I was 11
years old. That's why I volunteered for Project
Abraham - to replace my nightmares with worse
nightmares and to make you safe. Since I couldn't
save Closton from what I did to him, I wanted to
save you. But, I don't think I ever stood a chance.
I saw things in Europe that I never want you to
see, even though I fear that you will. In time,
everyone's going to see them. They're everywhere
and they can't be stopped.
This Austrian named Eigner, he took a picture of
them. I think that Zeisz camera died with him -
it was shot up real bad. That picture could
change things, make people know what's going on.
At least it could make things real - otherwise,
maybe I'm just crazy and I dreamed the whole thing
up with my nightmares.
Don't cry - we'll see each other in heaven, I'm
sure.
Your loving son,
(Channing)