Dear Leia,

He has gone and killed himself, or rather he tried and got the closes thing he could to being dead. As you know one of the unfortunate details of being a true immortalit, and an undead one at that, is never being able to realy die no matter how much you may want to.

I sent Coal to trake him down a few days ago, if you were wondering how we found him. I know the history bettween the two of you may make him tempted to kill Coal but on the other hand Coal is, or at the vary least was, your friend. I am hoping that may make him think twice before going through with the deed. Turned out I need not have worried. Coal found him in a in-between state and brought him to me. Unfortunately that ment I had to sneak out of my own hous and walk the miserable fifty miles to this dreadful post office, so as not to risk him finding this letter in my desk. It does however make me grateful for my mixed heritage and the perks that come with it, one of them being speed. Anyway sense you do not seem inclined to help him anytime soon, I sent Coal to look for the Oracle. She may be able to give us some advise on how to take care of your man, if Coal can manage to find her that is. I use to know where she resided but it has been decades and there have been rumers that she has transferred to her new body recently so Coal may have to do some digging.

I am sorry to have to cut this letter short but I realy can not stand to spend a moment longer in this awful room. And anyway he will waking up soon and with the mood he is likly to be in I would rather not leave Mrs. Bentley to fend for herself.

Sincerely your dear friend
Dr.P
P.S. Mrs. Bently has made good on her promises and I have been thoughly punished for you refusal to answer me, so I hope you are vary happy right now.
P.P.S. she decided to make you hats with both colores instead.