Spinning Compass Network

Definitely can't say I'm psyched for Valentine's Day...

I do not wish to alarm, or upset anyone. But there are quite a few souls that have joined the force as of late. I believe it may be time to search out it's cause before it takes more. Anyone that is willing to join, I would like to head up a search party. Preferably with those that are very well armed, and educated in the use of their arms.

Mr. Dixon, if it is not to much I plead for your assistance, as it seems you know this island better than I.

I am also aware that there is an illness traveling among the community, I will gladly offer what medipacks I have left if they will help find a cure.

Dearest Tony,

Heeey don't get mad, but I kinda volunteered your lab to Sherlock Holmes.

I'll tell you why, the train some of us was kidnapped from stopped off in Hemingford Home, Nebraska. Don't know if that means anything to you, but if you ever read the book The Stand, it would. It would mean a whole lot. Not only did people have visits from Mother Abigail but some, including yours truly, had dreams of Randal Flagg in attempt to recruit to his evil ways. There was also the Super Flu to worry about.

The train had the sense enough to give us vaccines against it. And our darling Sherlock Holmes took one apart and studied the hell out of it. And Watson is sure that he remembers what was in it.

Part of me is hoping that this isn't AS fatal as that was, but part of me is just paranoid enough to not want to take the chance that it is. I figured you wouldn't want to either seeing as Applejack's brother is pretty sick.

I'm sure you and Sherlock will get along though. You're both very brilliant men and devistatingly handsome. No I'm not trying to win you with flattery. Would I do something like that?

Love,
Maryanne