Jan 01, 2009 15:59
Cloud Strife,
This is Shelke. I have left Seventh Heaven. Do not follow me. I have armed the back entrance with weight-triggered mines. Any pressure greater than 50kgs will cause a detonation. In three hours, the mines will disarm themselves.
If I fail to return, do not attempt to find me.
[there is an ink stain here, as though Shelke put the pen to paper and hesitated on her next words long enough that the ink soaked into the paper.]
I am grateful for all of your hospitality the last two years, and I am sorry.
running away,
cloud,
goddamn genesis,
parting is such sweet sorrow ok not rly