A Confession
To: "Juliet", "Whistler", "Hayden", "Purity", "Kris", "William", "Izzy", "Logan", "Connor", "Faith", "Sonya" From: R.I.Lee@gmail.com SUBJ: New Threat
Hey.
If you've tried to get in touch in the past few days, I'm sorry. I couldn't deal with the phone. I should've sent this sooner. Not doing so may have put you in danger. All I thought about was myself, and how I couldn't admit what's happened.
There's a dangerous man in Chicago. He's stealing people's abilities. I don't know how yet, or why, just that he found me and another girl, Jenny. We don't know who else.
What we know about him: -Elderly, white, wears a fedora and a wool coat -Has at least one car, a paneled station wagon with tinted windows -Uses a tranquilizer gun to stun his victims -At least two people working with him (possibly disfigured) -Operating out of a dark room w/ shelves, jars full of gold lights (these are some kind of physical representation of abilities, separated from the body) -Dumps his victims off in the city when he's finished -Thinks of it as a collection