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...Hi, Kris.
I don't know if you saw my last letter, or even read it at all. But I'm going to write another...it still feels right.
You probably won't listen to this, but...please, be careful when you rip me out of your chest? Seeing you crawl though that window looking so...dead was... terrifying! Lock me away if you must, but don't die doing it. Please.
...Besides that, though. I hope you were able to enjoy the festival with Susie and Noelle, even with...my hijacking.
I really do try and pick choices to make you and your friends happy. I'm sorry if I get it wrong.
Another note- Kris, that flower dark world- it was a truly beautiful creation. I'll accept being stuck in a trash can, only becuase I got to see that beautiful landscape.
Though...those flowers....they reminded me of some people I never got to meet.
Those people...I always wondered who they could have been. I suppose that today may be the closest I will ever get to having an answer.
So.
Thank you, for letting me fufill that dream, even just a little.
....
I can't help but wonder what you've gotten yourself tied up in, though.
...I'm sure I'll find out in time. But...stay safe. And know that...I think your friends would always help you, no matter what you've gotten yourself into.
...Ah. I got carried away with all my different thoughts. There's so much I wish to say to you, all the time. But I can only fit so many of them onto this letter.
My final piece. I hope, hope beyond hope, that you, and everyone else in this tale, come out safely.
I'm sure whatever plan is going on behind the scenes is worth it. But please...just...be safe.
Lots of people care about you.
...Well. I'm about out of room.
I'll see you soon, Kris.