[b]Jonas Landvick[/b]

[center][i]Well sis, I'm I luck. I was just talking to Kim (who's still a peach) and wandering around the lake with Evelynn. (who's still great) While we were out, I noticed a boat house by the lake, and you know what that means. Fishing time. I wonder what kind of fish they got in this lake anyway? Maybe big monster ones with fangs and a lust for fresh blood.

I'm kidding. I think.

I'm not the only one who's creeped out by this whole thing. Tom probably is after what happened last night, and Kim's definitely got suspicions too. 

That whole first day was one long mistake, but I don't regret coming here. There are some things that need figuring out, mysterious to be solved. Like Scooby-Doo, remember? It's probably just old man Jenkins dressing up and scaring people away from his lake treasure. Zoinks! 

Honestly though, I don't think it's anything serious. Don't worry yourself.

It'll be a pretty long time before this reaches you, air mail being what it is. Maybe even up to a week. I just thought you'd want to know that I was alright. If Adrian starts getting worried too, you can tell him where I am, or show him this letter or something. (And let him know I miss him while you're at it) If this is the only letter I have time to send, then I'll be home soon, I promise.

With love, 
			-Jojo[/i][/center]

Jonas leaned back in his chair, the afternoon daylight streaming through the now open window. He had hunkered down earlier to finish the letter, and now he wasn't sure how to even send it. As he packed the letter into one of the envelopes he'd brought just for this purpose, Jonas thought about maybe asking about taking a short trip to the nearest town to send it. Most of all, he really didn't want the Wolf's getting their hands on it. He didn't trust them entirely, even with something as harmless as a letter to home. 

Jonas stood up and stretched, his spine cracking audibly from being hunched over this letter for far too long. The décor of the room surrounded him, its oddness seemed suffocating. That damn stuffed bird was intent on staring at him wherever he went. 

Jonas strolled across the room and towards the door with his letter in hand. As he opened and stepped through it quickly, he nearly ran headfirst into Felix, who had been passing by. Jonas stopped short quickly but clumsily, trying not to run into the man, but in doing so he dropped his envelope, which fluttered down to the floor. 

“Oh- sorry Felix!” Jonas exclaimed, trying to recover from the shock of nearly running into the guy. “I guess I've been a bit of a clutz since I got here, huh?”

Felix looked entirely unperturbed by the whole situation. “Not at all, sir.” He remarked cooly. Jonas saw with a small amount of uneasiness that Felix's eyes darted to the letter on the floor. Before Jonas could pick it up, Felix stooped down swiftly and gracefully picked it up himself. “Shall I send this for you, Mr. Landvick?”

Jonas shifted from foot to foot uncomfortably, not really wanting to snatch it back from the guy, and not really wanting to answer the question either. “Well, uh...I don't really know the return address...”

Felix gave him a quick knowing nod and said politely, “I shall take care of it for you right away. Will there be anything else?”

“...Nope. Guess not.” Jonas responded, with a hint of defeat in his voice.

“Very good, sir.” Felix left and stepped quickly down the stairs. Jonas briefly wondered how he could move so fast down the steps without tripping. Once Felix was out of earshot, Jonas sighed as he could only accept the situation. He really didn't want his hosts to be handling that letter, but it couldn't be helped now. 

Eventually, Jonas made his own way down the staircase, deciding to relax in one of the lounges for a while.