This Domain has been Seized

Wish me Luck

Well, the time has come for drastic measures.

I have decided to burn down this whole place. There is just too much injustice for me to cope with, and after finding out that Callista was in on the entire situation, I cannot help but think that she must go as well.

Our officials are corrupt, our police and firemen too. The mayor of Burlingston is a fat old crook with no sense of right an wrong. Our school teachers are teaching our children how to be terrible people. Our babysitters are a product of this vapid and tainted system. If we let it continue all that will be perpetuated will be insidiously bad habits. Our lovers are the ones that hurt us most.

I cannot let this stand, and so I must burn it down. It is like a sale in the summer, EVERYTHING MUST GO!


Wish me luck.

Your P.A.L.

Gossipings

Well, my dear readers, it seems as though I have had the wool pulled over my eyes for too long now. Callista has been running me around in circles, and I have just been duped into believing that I am on the path of righteousness. It turns out that my dear Callista has been pretending to be this Miro character for this entire time.

I am unsure about what to do. I am infuriated and quite frankly embarrassed.

I shall need a while to figure out what the next step is.

Callista and her Gossip

Callista has been telling me all about the town gossip and the dirt on the local officials. It seems that they perpetuate the gossip as much as anyone else around here. How terrible it is that our elected officials are no more mature than school children.

I still cannot figure out the answer to that riddle. I shall get back to you.

Your P.A.L.

Another No Show

Miro was again absent from our meeting. Yet, I was luckier this time. He left me another box, and this time I was actually able to get to it before Johnny Law.

Again Miro seems to love his games, for he only left me a puzzle to solve and only a few hints to get there.

He writes:

Riddle me this P.A.L. if you can figure out what the answer to this riddle is, you will know what it is that I am trying to fight in the world. 

I have no respect for justice. I maim without killing. I break hearts and ruin lives. I am cunning, malicious and gather strength with age. The more I am quoted, the more I am believed. I flourish at every level of society. My victims are helpless. They cannot protect themselves against me because I have no name and no face. To track me down is impossible. The harder you try, the more elusive I become. I am nobody's friend. Once I tarnish a reputation, it is never the same. I topple governments and wreck marriages. I ruin careers and cause sleepless nights, heartaches and indigestion. I spawn suspicion and generate grief. I make innocent people cry in their pillows. Even my name hisses. 

What am I fighting? Tell me P.A.L. and we can fight it together from the top down. 


I must think on this for a while. He must be testing my wits. 


Your P.A.L. 

Main Street Jitters

I am about to go and meet with Miro in person. After all this time I am ready to get down to the business of breaking open this conspiracy that has wormed its way through the upper crust of this seedy pie that is our government. Wish me luck. I just hope Callista can come along for the ride, but she said something about her stomach hurting and wanting to stay home.

We are meeting on Main Street, where all the dark business begins. 

Your P.A.L

Another Clue

I have just heard from Miro again. It was brief, but to the point:

Hey P.A.L.

I guess you fucked up last time and let the cops get a hold of what I had intended for you to have. That's fine, they're all too stupid to know what it was anyways. Let's meet again tonight; same place, same time.  

Miro

So it looks as thought I'm going to get a second shot at this thing. 


Your P.A.L.