[!] The writing is shaky. But in a familiar hand. Those who have read the newspapers would likely be able to identify its writer pretty fast…

Dear denizens of the Spire, your company has been most entertaining to this point! I'd like to formally thank you all for bringing me such a fine welcome, that being said: I've yet to introduce myself formally; my name is Harrison Nigredo Bellefuelle, ringleader of the Midnight Circus. I consider myself, first and foremost, a lover: and I have loved the games we've been playing! That being said, there are those amongst you who seem fit to push your luck... how fun! I would like to congratulate you on your luck running out.

You'll have front row tickets to an official production of The Midnight Circus in the coming days. You'll be expected to attend.

And for my siblings who live amidst the Spire's masses: consider your betrayal noted, you heartless monsters.

[!] The handwriting seems to jarringly change into something more jagged, splashes of a seeping red dotting the page in various places

And for Elijah Cross. The darkest pit of the nocturne beckons for you. So don't keep its devils waiting, father. Say hello to the other one when you're down there.

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