Volume 2: The Murmur of the Night: The Letters of Sherlock Holmes
Dear Wang Feng,
Ever since I woke up, I've heard that sound so many times, I don't know how to describe it, weird and terrifying, and my whole body can barely move, because it's very similar to the kind of sound I heard my grandmother mention and imitate when I was a child.
I don't think they're alarmist that they want to get rid of me, I probably wouldn't be so scared if it was daytime, but every time I wake up in a strange place (I guess they brought me here...... I don't know what they're trying to do. )。
I think I'm probably going crazy, everything I write to you may just be a dream, or crazy imagination, but it's bad enough to be described in two words: cao eggs.
I tried to escape it all with a coma, but to no avail, and a man's name came to my ears, and that was Faust.
I wonder who the hell this guy called Faust is? I don't know what that Moritia guy did to me, but it's definitely not a good thing. (The previous memory seems to have vanished, as if it had sunk into the sea, and there was no response.) )
Although I have been activated by the talent, I will not really die, and it is precisely because of this that I feel what it means to live rather than die.
I called those words "Murmurs of the Night", and although I knew exactly what those guys were saying in my ear at the time, when I woke up again, I had forgotten all of them.
As time went on, my body also changed a little bit for about a week, and I started to move out of my control, at first it was very long, but then I moved for a shorter and shorter time, and I suspected that someone was depriving me of my body.
I tried to talk to the guy, in a similar way to writing a diary.
I didn't have any hope, but the guy replied to me.
Saying that my name is Faust, it is another me.
I think it's ridiculous, but I think I can understand you and Watson.
Things are out of my reach, and maybe there's someone who can help you.
Remember that letter I gave you earlier? It was a letter I wrote to Tesla, and after this series of events, I felt that these guys should be outsiders, and they are the most wonderful organic life forms in all time and space, and not the so-called ghosts.
I don't really know much about that, but Tesla knows a lot, and he's been focusing on this kind of experiment, and maybe you can get some clues from him.
I'm sure you don't think I'm talking gibberish, because there are things that we both went through together, and there are things that you know better than I do.
You keep saying it's a game, but I can tell you for sure that it's not a game, and of course at the end of the day, you realize that it's probably not a game.
Now hurry out of London and go to the United States to find Tesla about Jack the Ripper, and I'll find a way to get these guys out.
I don't understand if I'm stupid to think so. But I only know one thing, I don't want anything to happen to you.
Nightmarish whistling and flapping wings continued to torment me in my ears, and I roared like some kind of giant hound.
The hallucinations have been getting worse and worse these days, and the places I have traveled have been getting farther and farther, and the man called Faust in me has made me feel even more terrible.
I used to wake up until about five o'clock in the morning, but now I can only move for an hour, and then I'm forced to fall into a deep sleep, and the guy named Faust uses my body to do his own thing.
I don't know what he's going to do, though? But I could always hear Moritia's voice, and I was even more sure that the guy must have done something to me.
It's true that I don't die, but my soul is unusually fragile......
I wrote Jack the Ripper's letter provoking the police, because I wanted to make everyone aware of the seriousness of the matter and make them vigilant, which is an unwise option but the only way to do it so far.
I didn't leave any clues, but I'm sure you can tell by the realm of thought that I put a letter under my pillow.
Seriously, I actually love to go on adventures with you. I like smart people like you, and of course enjoy that thrill. If I recover after that, I will write to you.
Please forgive me for not saying goodbye, because that voice has been calling me...... Of course, the man named Faust was called, and I had seen in my dreams that the monster that made the sound resembled a giant dog.
In fact, I said these words in your ear when you were unconscious, but you don't know it, and I will say it again now.
No matter what, the organization must be stopped, the gods they preach are nothing more than a bunch of monsters.
It is impossible for a true god to come to the world at the cost of human life, and if all of us can be activated by talents, then that group of cults has also been activated by talents.
If you meet Tesla, be sure to tell him everything that happened, because I didn't believe what Tesla said a few years ago, and he was already doing his own research and rebelling against these guys.
But then again, it seems that he wants to fight because his talent is activated, and Tesla and you both have something similar, and I don't know what it is...... Could it be that he is also a player in your mouth? If that's the case, then your long-standing doubts are solved.
There's still a lot of stuff I want to say, but I can't do it anymore, that guy called Faust is coming out...... Time is running out for us, Moritia is a formidable adversary, and perhaps everything we do is in his plans.
Honestly, this is the first time I've been tricked, so you have to be careful, maybe that guy is already going to do it to you.
By the way, this guy named Faust often goes to a book called "The Necronomicon", and I have seen a few of them, which describes the monsters we encountered, which you may use as a reference.
You can take the boat first, then the train, and I'll find a way to get you to Tesla, and you have to be prepared that maybe I've become your enemy.
The doorkey is always under the blanket, so you go home and get ready to pack...... This trip is bound to be full of dangers.