Guy,

Was it good for you, too?

My love,

Renfield




All right. Perhaps there's more. Firstly: my sister, and now this? Really? I'm certain you know the drill. Hurt them and perish painfully, and so on. Secondly, thank you. A fine gift it was. Your taste in fashion is impeccable. Please keep the shirt.

Take care of her. You have my blessing to read the attached letter, given the nature of memory, someone must remember it.

I've enclosed a small gift, with my compliments returned.

And should you find yourself in a similar predicament, given her blessings, come find me.

Warmest regards,

Renfield
Room Nineteen
Red Dragon Inn

Inside is a swatch of red satin, appearing to have been cut from something much larger, likely a bedsheet. There's another attached letter, marked with someone else's name.]