Hello, I know it might be too late if you even get this message.
I put it in your helmet yesterday afternoon, remember? I just passed by the bar without getting anything.
Well listen. When you read this- I might be dead.
You see, I might have done something, something real bad before my doom.
I found a corpse, a specific corpse.
After that, I was chased by someone, they wanted revenge.
It was their shed, their footsteps.
I explored too much, and now I have gotten what I truly deserve,
suffering.
/Darth Swede")