I haven't received a letter. I went by the post office like I always do and found nothing. This is the first time since I've started receiving letters and all from this guy that I got nothing. No letter, no papers, no records, no nothing.

I'm really worried. I know he wrote that he was going to be okay, but I believe that as far as I can throw the State of Alaska. I sincerely hope hes been bullshitting me all this time and it's a huge practical joke or con or something. But, I know I can't believe that either. That damn pamphlet's gotten into my brain like nothing else and it haunts me. I barely skimmed the thing, and it's got me all messed up.

I'm not sure what to write here. Maybe I should be writing about Walter Blunt. It's been a while and there's a lot more to the story. But, I need to put the information together into something coherent for you. That'll take time I don't have right now, what with all this going on. I could write about the CRA, but I barely know what that is, so I'm next to useless on that too. Then, there are the letters that I haven't transcribed yet, and the packets of material that I've received in the past. I still haven't gone over it all. Here again, I need time to put something together for readers. I'm at wits end.

I've got to take a shower and clear my head and decide what to do next. If I choose to, I can find a way to Virginia City, but I don't know what to do once there. And, I'm afraid of putting myself in danger. Maybe I'm a coward, I don't know.

I'm decided. Tomorrow, I'm going to work to contact some of the people he's been working with who I'm aware of. I know of a few in California, Nevada, and Utah. I think I'll be able to get something there.

I'm done for tonight. Maybe I'm just done. If something happened to him, I'm cutting it all off. Sorry I'm rambling, but I think I've got an excuse.