Dear friend,

My profuse appologies for falling out of communication recently, strange and dreadful events have been occuring that have kept me from such pleasures.

You see, I fell prey to a terrible darkness, a strange and compelling fugue state overtook me and lead me to partaking in the strange and unwholesome rituals involving, as I was lead to believe, a more than mearly symbolic 'clensing' before changing my garb entirely. I then felt some dread force overtake me completely and, though my mind rebeled, I fell unconcious, overwhealmed entirely by that force that seemed to drag me down to some unquiet realm of darkness where I could not move and only dimly understood the strange and disjoint visions shown to me.

It was only moments ago that I struggled back to conciousness, the darkness seemingly miraculously past, although I still feel it's aweful tentacles slithering through the margins of my mind. The memories of what I saw and heard in that most grim swoon seem to be fading like the mists that burn off in the sun. I know not what entity it was that inflicted such trials upon me, nor to what end they did so, but it is my desperate hope that it will not hapoen again.

I once again beg your forgiveness for not answering your previous communication, and look forward most earnestly to seeing you at your earliest convenience as I am certain your company and an elixier of those fine beans you have bern so prudent in collecting and treating would drive the last vestiges of the darkness from my mind.

Yours etc...

(I was tired and didn't sleep well, fancy grabbing a coffee this morning)