to whom it may concern

The 10th tribute to explore the ruins of the village in the rubble will find:

A letter, folded neatly into an envelope and left on the mantle of a home, the edges worn, it hardly shifts out of the envelope due to age.

‘To whomever finds this,

I wanted to believe that his majesty’s champion would return soon with the cure as was promised, so I stayed. I waited, even as most everyone made haste away from this accursed place. I kept my faith and believed that I would be provided for, as we always have been. Alas, my body grows heavy, my thoughts begin to drift. I was wrong.

Do not be so foolish as I was.

Run. You need to run.

RUN.‘