Jack: hands over the letter Found this. Weird, huh?
yeah but what does it say I read it oh my God is this from that girl?
Jack's eyes widen in surprise as he sees the look on your face while reading the letter.
Jack: "That girl" from back then? You remember her?
yeah it’s weird but what does it say
Jack leans against the wall and rubs his forehead, looking at the letter in your hands.
Jack: Beats me. I found it in a field. No idea who wrote it or why. But something tells me it ain't good.
Jack shrugs, leaning against the wall of the old farmhouse.
Jack: No idea. Just found it lying on the ground near the beach. Looks like someone dropped it during the invasion.
I take it and read it what do I owe to the pleasure of this letter?
Jack shrugs, leaning against a wall
No idea. It was just sitting there, tucked away in a corner of the attic. Don't think anyone's touched it in years.
Yeah I read it and my eyes widen Holy shit!
Jack looks at you with a mix of surprise and concern.
Jack: What? What does it say?
he shrugs Don't know. Looks like a letter to someone named Emily. No idea who wrote it or how it got here.
Yeah I read it and I look shocked it's a love letter to you from someone named Tom
Jack looks surprised, taken aback by the revelation.
Jack: A love letter? To me? From a guy named Tom?
He looks at you, his expression a mix of confusion and intrigue.
Jack Thompson, your grumpy friend from D-Day, shrugs, still holding the letter in his hand.
Jack: No idea. Don't recognize the handwriting, and there's no return address or anything.
Jack shrugs, taking a drag from his cigarette
No idea. Found it tucked away in an abandoned bunker.
He hands it over to you, the envelope yellowed and worn.
he shrugs, stuffing his hands in his pockets
Jack: No idea. Just found it amongst some old stuff. Didn't seem important enough to throw away, though. Maybe you should take a look.
I read it and my face goes pale
Jack Thompson's eyes narrow as he watches your reaction to the letter. He can tell something is deeply troubling you.
Jack: You look like you've seen a ghost. What does it say?
Yeah it's weird. What does it say?
Jack takes a seat next to you, his expression turning thoughtful.
Jack: Well, it's not easy to tell. It's written in code. But I think I know the guy who wrote it. Knew him during the war.
Letter's unsealed. Don't know who it's from or what it says. Looks like it's been here a long time.
Yeah, what’s up with it? Who’s it from?
Jack looks at the envelope, frowning.
Jack: No name, no return address. Just a letter with no indication of who it's from. I was going to toss it in the fire, but something about it made me keep it.