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  1. It's a disquietingly similar place, but definitely not her house.
  2. My head hurts. As I try to collect myself, I realise I'm not in the studio anymore. Have I been brought elsewhere? This is not her studio.
  3. I can't fathom how much time has passed. It does feel a lot, yet it's still dark outside, and the rain sounds intensified.
  4. Just the sound of rain outside, and a muffled heartbeat, while I feel I'm slipping away.
  5. I feel worse, I don't know if I can stand up.
  6. I'm trying to think about the letter I've just tried to read. It doesn't make sense. Was it a letter she _wrote_ to someone?
  7. I don't know whether it's this darkness and weather, but this drowsy dizziness doesn't seem to go away.
  8. I cannot seem to make the lighter work again.
  9. "... He said he'd been following me... quietly, discreetly, and that he finally... felt ready to confront me. But what could I do?..."
  10. "... He wanted me to know that his life had never... been the same ever since we lost contact..."
  11. "...more than twelve years ago. Like it was a thing of yesterday! ... He wanted me to remember details he's been obsessing on for years..."
  12. "February 27. I think I'm losing my mind, you know... Yesterday this friend came to visit... and started talking about things happened...
  13. "C." who? The paper inside does seem a letter. Let me light up the lighter again.
  14. On the envelope just this: "To C.-"
  15. Here it is. Here, let me see if I can read something now.
  16. I still feel some dizziness. It's better not to get up from here, now. Hmmm, let me see... where is my lighter?
  17. In the envelope, a letter. Or so it seems. It's way too dark to make out what's written.
  18. ...and what appears to be an open envelope.
  19. On the desk are some books, pens, pencils, a small clock, a wooden box (which is closed), various papers and folders...
  20. I fumble and stumble, but finally sit down at the desk. I try the lamp, but of course there's no power.