In the RV, My Head

In the RV, My Head

In the RV, My Head

 

Hello friends,

The RV is still parked on a side street in Roswell, NM. I don't know how long I've been in the RV, researching, but it feels like days. Runny came in to make some more witch's party punch for the group at some point and said it's only been an hour, but I can't keep things straight anymore. I'm not saying she's lying, but I've been in here such a long time. I've been searching through my copies of the postcard photos I sent you, and I think I've found a connection I missed the first time around. Yes, I've definitely found something! I know the truth now! I have to confront Joe Miller with this new reveal and then I'll send another postcard to you to let you know what I've found and how he reacts to this new knowledge. Short tease: turns out Joe is not just your average, regular guy, after all. He's a... a... well I'm sure you've seen it already. Sometimes it's hard to see things from the inside and easier from the outside looking in, like a satellite from orbit.

Well, I have to go find him. I'll fill you in later. I need to shave and take a shower, too. 

Your friend, 
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Felipe Femur
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