Prequel Story: Part Eight
Hey everyone,
This is the final part of the prequel story. We hope you have enjoyed it. Tomorrow, we release Call of the Sea - so I hope you gathered all your clues, as soon you will get to make use of them!
~Tatiana Delgado, Game Director
Harry: San Francisco
February 1934
My Dear Old Pal:
As you can see, I liked your header so much that I’ve decided to use it too. Did I ever tell you that a colleague in the History department once heard me talking to you on the phone and though you were actually an old friend? He was so puzzled by the old pal thing that when I explained it to him, he actually asked me if we were married!
I swear that when you fully recover, I will take a leave of absence from the university and we will travel around the world together, my love. Europe, Asia, Australia, you name it. In the meantime, I am sending you a book about the area we'll be travelling to. It won’t be like being there with me, but at least you’ll have a clearer picture of where I am. And according to what the bookstore owner told me, this Gifford Patchett fella is one of the greatest experts in Pacific Islands traditions and culture.
Just a few quick notes on that Hollywood stuntman: the man (who, by the way, goes by a cowboy name that I honestly doubt is his real name) is insufferable. I've had to explain to him a couple of times that real archaeology is never like the movies, but I don’t think he gets the idea. I believe he has seen King Kong too many times. Oh, and his favorite subject is detailing all his romances with Hollywood celebrities. I think Sarah Bernhardt may be the only missing actress in his love affair list.
We arrived in San Francisco yesterday, and they’re building a massive bridge here Norah. You probably wouldn’t appreciate it in the picture, but this thing is going to be huge when it's finished! However, no matter in which season you come to this city, it always has this miserable weather! I believe it has something to do with a current that starts in British Columbia and ends in Mexico, but shouldn’t that make San Francisco hotter instead of colder? I know you already know it, but let me say it again: I really, really, REALLY hate cold weather!
I still have to find a few things about the specific location I’m headed to, but if the research I’ve done is correct, it will be someplace in the heart of the Pacific. We’ll be embarking on a journey in a couple of days, so it’ll take me a few weeks at sea, but I will write again as soon as I arrive at my destination, I swear.
Just remember, Norah Everhart: you are my love, my wife, my partner, my best friend. You are everything to me.
Love you,
Harry
P.S.: About our chess game, my final statement is that you obviously cheated, so this game is not valid.
