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Dear Staan

Do you know how it feels like to be in coma for 3 weeks? Do you know how it feels like when you find out that your friends had a party, but you werentm't invited? Do you know how it feels like to lose a gilr to another guy? Do you know how it feels like to lose your girlfriend to one of your best buddies? Do you fucking know?? Do you??? Do you know how it feels like to think how peacefully dead would I be if I had died in that explosion? Cristian

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Dear Staan

Now the only way to reach you is literally letters. I'm trying to write you as much as I could, but it's going to be difficult. I have to work really hard to be good enough to keep my life of being a superhero. But thanks to you I'm not a superhero anymore. Bastard. But yes, you might have already figured it out, I'm now in E.M.P.I.R.E.'s facilities. It's pretty nice actually. I've got a nice room and a schedule, I worked out and presented to the board. Actually I gave it to a guy called Hansi. Hansi is nice. You should learn a thing or two from him. He has taught me a couple of tricks. The rest if the team doesn't seem to like me. They're quieter when I'm around and they don't talk to me that much. Only some talk to me, but not that much. That's also why I have to work harder. But now I'm ending this letter. I have to go, probably shoot some stuff or hand to hand combat training, in which I'll fail. See you in your hometown. Cristian

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Dear Staan

I'm tired. Everything I do repells me. I'm so done with everything. MY's not the place for me anymore. My bestfriend and the girl I like are going to some kind of a camp. They're not going to ther by themselves, other members of MY also. I'm alone. Bit over-reacting. Always a good way to start a new day. But Major Arrow suggested, that I should consider E.M.P.I.R.E. as a sequel to my story. E.M.P.I.R.E. basically is some kind of a mixture of MI6 and MY. I really would have a chance there, but here I have my friends. I hate to make this desicion. It's like picking a favorite between your own children. Goddamn. I hate it as much as I hate you. Cristian

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Dear Staan

Yesterday the whole team returned from their very secret mission. That was boring and now I can't do anything interesting again. But if I wasn't with them, where were I? Because I didn't write to you or camw to talk you. I was in E.M.P.I.R.E. for a week or so. Its a really cool organisation and I can't wait to talk about it to others. My dad wrote to me. Asked how things are going and how I'm feeling. He also told me, that he was sorry. I cried. And quite often lately. I just feel so useless and dumb aroud others and I'm thinking of things, of which I shouldn't be thinking of. But I can't help myself. Do you have a dad? How was he? It might be a bit too personal question, but I want to know more about you. You're mysterious and I like it. And I hate it and you. How could you think, that I'll forget it? Cristian.

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Dear Staan

You might be wondering where’s my goddamn letter I was supposed to deliver you yesterday. You might be wondering why did I say the word “goddamn”. Or you might be wondering why I’m writing to you instead of talking to you or something like that. Well… yesterday Major Arrow confiscated my letter, which was meant for you. He read it through and decided it was “too revealing and exposing”. When he told me that he also looked so serious. And disgusted. He seems always disgusted when I talk to him. Major Arrow should do something to himself and should make sure that it would be his last action before exiting this life. He sucks massively. I hate him. And it’s now official: I’ve found a man, who I hate as much as you. Anyways what’s up? You haven’t replied to my letters. I might send yesterdays letter to you aswell. It doesn't matter anymore anyway. Tomorrow I'll write to you another letter. Shawn told me this amazing story about a parallel universe he visited, but tomorrow. I beg you to write to me. After the explosion everyone have gone so far, yet so close. I hate my current situation. And it's all because of you and your stupid switches, which get stuck. I hate you. Cristian

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Dear Staan

As I'm writing this letter to you in the night, my teammates have slept for 3 hours. That's what Arrow hopes. God I hate him. But don't think I've forgotten your sins. Oh nooo. They're nicely in my memories. Last time something reminded it was when I wrote "3 hours". You know why? Because my teammates are going into a battle and I cannot help them. I just have to sit here, wait for them and try not to cry. I suggested going with John behind the screens, but Arrow told me to stay here. You're going to be my comedian tomorrow. So please tell some jokes and stories about yourself you horrible dust-snorter. Cristian

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Dear Staan

Today I went to MY’s archive, my most hated place around the facility. And before I go on I have to say, that I didn’t go there as a volunteer. I was obliged to go and do some stuff there. What did you do today? I was told you did absolutely NOTHING. I’m jealous and frightened at the same time. So I’ll tell you what I did today. You might be wondering why I’m telling you this, because I’ve stated that I hate you the most. And that’s true. But Arrow wants me to get this whole thing started. So I’ll have to suck it up. I can’t and won’t talk about anything particular, but I’ll tell you what I basically had to do there. Every month we get packages from some kind of corporations, who also give us the missions. Anyway they send us some videorecordings or pictures, which we have to make sense of. Most of the time we don’t and we’ll go to the scene, trying to understand, what’s going on and get some answers. So three days ago we got an another package. I had to go there as soon as possible, because Amanda said so, because Arrow said so. Amanda and Arrow are totally weird and I hope I could tell you about them, but you have to open up. I feel like I’m talking to a wall. Which tried to crush me. As I finally finished this “small” case (Amanda told me, that it was small but I told her, that only her IQ is small, after which she simply exited the room with a bitter face) of flying people in Münich. You know I was THIS close writing, that they’re full of themselves, but right now I have to get on top of Arrow’s list by being a good boy. Anyway as I was midway through checking how to get to Iceland, Shawn walked in and gave me this hologram-scene thing. program/device. Shawn’s a mysterious guy with mysterious actions. It’s not the weirdest thing he’s ever done. But about that some other time. So I asked him:“how does it work?” He explained, that the machine analyses the videorecordings or/and the pictures, makes them into a hologram and voíla! It helped me a lot. I finished maybe 3 months work in 18 hours. I have to do the paperwork still so the unpleasant part is coming. Talking about tomorrow, I’ll end this letter here and send it to you. And then I’ll get a rest. So good night for me and horrible dreams for you. You bastard.

Cristian

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Dear Staan

Today’s letter shall be short and quick. Just like Marcus’s sexlife. If he has one. As I was saying, I want you to know, that today my right ankle hurt like hell, because it’s one of the many side effects of Janet’s theraphy. So thank you very much for blowing me up you muttering rat-faced fairy. I hate you. I hope you know how to hurt yourself. You goddamn symbol of hate.

Cristian

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Dear Staan

Yesterday Major Arrow managed to piss me off and now I'm not sure if I hate you the most or him the most. But I have to ask questions, that's something Major Arrow thought had to be done, because he had, has and will have a necessity. So instead of coming down here, he questioned me. He started with asking about how opened-up are you and changed the subject. He chose me to discuss. Well, my condition and my future with MY. And it wasn't curious-caring-be-aware tone he had, it was uh-oh-why-are-you-still-here tone. He literally asked me if I have packed my stuff. I looked at him and thought how could I kill him. Before you blew me up I had my powers, but now I'm a normal human-being just like you in your cage. So I could've killed him or attacked him and covered it up like it was nothing. Anyway. I've gone on that road, haven't I? You know Staan, it's my 4th letter this night and I deleted the earlier ones, because you would've got too much information. So right now, as a sign of trust, I'll keep the letter as it is. Now could you answer these questions, which I MUST ask. They're the boring and ordinary ones so I guess you'll remember some of them. These questions are in the yellow folder. But the ones I wrote are in the black one. You don't have to answer to them, but it would be nice. You might get out of this cell before 2124. Do it please. Cristian

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Dear Staan

I hate you. And these three words were from my heart. I’m not sure, if it’s even my own heart, because you blew me up. Remember? Do you remember?? I doubt you do. Anyway. As you are down here, locked up, kept away from the outside world, they’ve put me here, while I recover from the effects of the explosion. My task is to inquire you until you have revealed all you know. They’ve also told me that the rest of the team inquired you and got nothing out of you. So the next 2 months I have to come here, talk to you and somehow remain calm and cool. So… I still hate you. Cristian