Letters to Myself
I finally did it. I made the trip to COREtech.Oganized person that I am, I went in with clipboard and pen in hand, playing the perfect role of potential internest/visitor to my sister, depending on who asked. Under this guise, and keeping in mind what you guys told me, I went pretty much everywhere I needed to.Let me begin by saying that COREtech is an extremely depressing place. Almost everything there is black, from the marble pillars to the tiny cubicles. There was plenty of light in the room, which almost made the black look cheery. It was the sound that got to me.Any noise was muffled. Phones hummed rather than rang, everyone spoke in a whisper, and even the elevator chime seemed muted. Noise was simply swallowed up. I felt like screaming, which is odd for someone as rational as me. I can see how the place might, well... send you off the deep end. It was slow going for my Investigation. In an environment where people are afraid to talk, its difficult to start up a random conversation about the company. Once I made my way over to Lorelei's office, however, people's attitudes changed completely. Apparently my sister holds a better position than I thought; the girl gets respect.She introduced me, and I began asking questions.Here's what I learned:COREtech has already signed papers allowing for a takeover by Troy. Though they crushed Troy a while back, Troy came out of nowhere with a new product that made them millions. Understandably, Gregory is in bad shape, as he must watch a rival company shift through all his company's information-- and in a place like COREtech, I would not be surprised to learn that COREtech had some pretty big skeletons in their closet.I asked about an affair, but to no avail. There were rumours of one earlier, but if one did exist, it doesn't any more. I couldn't find out who the affiar had happened between.COREtech does indeed have a path that leads to the island, but many people use it on their smoking breaks. Gregory has been especially harsh these past few weeks, though it could be from simple stress.I'm not sure how much that helps, but I'm sure some things there may prove useful later.*I've been considering giving up the Investigation. Its consuming time I used to use for school, for family. I check the pages whenever I can, hoping that new evidence will be found, and hoping that maybe, maybe MindsMines is finally down. Everytime there is a lag in posting there, well, it gives me hope.As do all of you.But, I'm not sure I want this to be my problem any more. MindsMines is reaching out and touching you. I trust you, but... I would be careful.Maybe its fate, maybe... there's nothing that can be done. What will happen if whoever is writing MindsMines gets stronger?I don't have the answers, anymore.*My Grandmother was named for a prophetess who was cursed to always be right, and never believed. I got a letter from her, today. And I don't know what to do.***THE LETTERMy dearest Sarah. There was a storm today. I know how you don't like them, and I wish I could have been there to hold you, like I used to. But, if you're reading this letter, I must consider that I might not hold you ever again. I saw today, Sarah. I fear that a storm is coming your way, and soon. I can't be there for you this time, Sarah. Stay sharp. What I saw...it may be prevented. If you've been talking with Samantha, this should help her. I can't explain here what it means, but I think she will understand.First Finds: The gun, the octopus: anger, danger.Second Sight: The man, the rabbit: a visitor, need for bravery.Third Turn: the raven, the vase: A friend needs help, bad news.I hope this helps, Sarah. I love you, and for whatever storms you face... I'll be there with you, in spirit.Love, Cassandra**I'm done. I know what the symbols mean now, even if I can't tell you all of it. But I'm in danger... I don't know what to do.I'm leaving with Lorelei tomorrow. She's offered to take me in for a while. It time for me to go in hiding. I just hope its not too late.Love always,Sarah