Replying...
Intro. It's me, Ellen. Your sister. Or at least, I used to be. I don't know if I deserve to call myself that anymore. I'm here now, at the edge of the woods, where they left you. I followed the dread in my heart, and... and I found you. I found you just as they said I would. Seeing you like this... it's a nightmare that I can't wake from.

Ellen Marx

@Charlotte