Letter from P.J. Burell to The Maestro (c/o Orpheus Angkarn)
1 December, 188~
My good Sir,
I have heard you have returned and are presently in the
Steamlands. Great news indeed! You shall have to tell me of your latest
adventure. I do so enjoy regaling company with those fanciful tales you tell of
moon men and talking animals and what-not.
I have recently accepted a post at the Boston Conservatory.
I know of your love of the musical arts. You must come visit. We could use a
distraction, as times are bleak here across the ocean. Recovery from the war
against the Confederacy is slow and tiring. Now there is talk of the Vampires
wanting to be given their own sovereign nation. Outlandish! President Lincoln
had been right to propose they be hunted down, but since his untimely death,
they have only gotten stronger and more organized. If they try anything, I fear
in our nation’s weakened state, the Union may
not be able to stop a Vampiric nation.
Despite these dark times, things are looking hopeful. Have
you heard the news? The Party is actually putting a clockwork candidate on the
ticket. Can you imagine it? A mechanical President? It seems so outlandish, and
yet, these are the times we live in. Astounding! The family is well, and we do
look forward to hearing from you.
On and Ever Upward,
P. J. Burell
Letter from The Maestro to P.J. Burell
9 December 188~
Mr. Burell,
It is good to hear from you sir. It is true, I have landed
in New Babbage, where I have been for many months now. That is unfortunate to
hear about the problem with the Vampires. The leadership of New Babbage has
been successful with keeping out Vampires, as well as most other forms of the
occult. At least, that’s what we’re are told. Recently another Zombie Plague
outbreak occurred, but was quickly dealt with. I had a bout with a zombie
infection, but thankfully I have been cured, with the help of a fellow Timelord.
I am currently investigating
the death of noted archaeologist Mr. Blindside. He went missing and now a
terrible monster is attacking children in the streets. I cannot tell you more,
as my investigation is still active, but I shall recount my tale for you the
next time we meet. Give your family my greetings.
The Maestro