04 May, 1888
— Ben —
I'm not dead, but rather in
hiding.
It's difficult for me to give plain answers, because I still have yet to wrap my
own head around what happened. I didn't send you any letters, not because I was trying to worry you, but because for a long while I couldn't hold a quill steadily enough to do so.
I'm injured. He did it. My father hur My father injured m
My father
tortured me, Ben, but if my father was arrested, everyone else would suffer. Don't you remember what happened to the Echelon family? They lost
everything.
I'm in Scotland, and I'm with a friend.
I don't know what sort of "help" you think you can give me, but please don't go running to the Ministry with your evidence. Everyone hates me well enough already.
— B —