[A letter found on the sidewalk outside Mr.Stitch's Residence.]
Dear J. Stitch.

We are the researchers responsible for discovering information on the unidentified illness that causes individuals to have dreams / hallucinations on a certain [scribbled over with a dark red liquid.] that recently has caused people like you to enter psychosis and even death at severe cases. Could you possibly give us more information in the forms of mails about the symptoms that you are experiencing? It would provide great help for our team of scientists / alchemists to discover a drug to mend said illness.

-The [scribbled over with a dark red liquid.] Research Foundation

[on the back of the letter, written with more of the same dark red liquid.]
NO AMOUNTS OF FUCKING ALCHEMY WOULD STOP THAT THING
HELP
OH GOD I CAN SEE IT
ITS SO FUCKING OBVIOUS ITS THERE HOW HAS NO ONE ELSE SEEN IT ITS RIGHT THERE
THERE HAS GOT TO BE A WAY OF PREVENTING IT FROM COMING, MAYBE ILL TRY TO [the rest of the text illegible]