14th July, 1892
Lester,
I write with grave news: Cameron Gillenwater is dead. He chewed too loudly at breakfast and I had no choice but to kill him. My father has enchanted the windows shut after Oak tried to climb out. I feel rather like Rapunzel, if Rapunzel had committed fratricide and there was a killer beast on the loose.
Maddy

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