Lillian Lockhart had lived a completely normal life before
the day she removed the envelope from the post-box without looking at the
address. The letter was home and opened before Lillian realized that she was
not the intended recipient. Still, now that the deed was done, she read it.
The letter was written to a Mr. Henry Black, and detailed
the outfitting of an expedition to “confirm or capture the Beast of Broad Rock”.
Lillian’s heart pumped hard in her chest. Every child knew
of the Beast. It was said to live in a cave at the end of an icy maze, deep
within the mountains. Many had sought it out. Few had returned.
The endeavor was to begin on June 12th. It seemed
that Black was to be the leader of the team, having been hired by the
organizers for his vast experience tracking wild game.
Lillian looked out her window at the drab wall of the
apartment next-door. The harrowing journey described in the letter triggered
her imagination. In her mind she was the one coming over the top of the ridge,
pointing down at the creature below. She was jolted back to reality when she
realized that she was out of breath.
She glanced at the now-crushed paper clutched in her hand
and began to form a daring plan.
She put the crumpled sheet on her desk, smoothing it to read
the sender’s information. She copied the address to the outside of a fresh
envelope from her drawer. Then, after only the briefest hesitation, she placed
a fresh page beside stolen correspondence and began to write.
To whom
it may concern,
Mr. Black has taken ill, and will
be unable to perform the duties outlined in your letter of April 22.
In his
place, he recommends the hiring of his associate, Ms. Lillian Lockhart.
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