| global.oxt | 1.41 | LES1A_TXT2 | Blend in with the hipster developer d bags, find the prototype, and fit it with the device in ur bag. |
| global.oxt | 1.41 | LEST_NCOPS | COPS TURN BLIND EYE |
| global.oxt | 1.41 | LES_RATING | LB - ~1~ |
| global.oxt | 1.41 | LETTERS_COLLECT | ~1~/50 letter scraps collected. |
| global.oxt | 1.41 | LETTERS_FIRST | Part of a confession has been found. Collect all letter scraps to solve the mystery of Leonora Johnson's murder. |
| global.oxt | 1.41 | LETTERS_HELP2 | Press ~INPUT_FRONTEND_RIGHT~ or ~INPUT_FRONTEND_LEFT~ to cycle between pages, or press ~INPUT_FRONTEND_CANCEL~ to stop reading. |
| global.oxt | 1.41 | LETTERS_HINT | The killer's identity and location have been revealed. |
| global.oxt | 1.41 | LETTERS_PAGE_FOUR | Anyway, I hope you and Rachel have worked through your problems. I look forward to making Friday supper again soon. You've always been an inspiration to me.~n~~n~Your dear friend~n~~n~Dreyfuss |
| global.oxt | 1.41 | LETTERS_PAGE_ONE | March 15th, 1975~n~~n~ATTN; David Richards~n~~n~My Dear David,~n~~n~Listen, I know you're a little offended by your discovery of my 'petit indiscretion' as the French would say, but I want you to understand – that's all it is – a little indiscretion. I agree whole heartedly with you – my actions were a little inhumane. But that's not a bad thing. Inhumanity is the very watchword, the very currency, the very life blood of the artist! My inhumanity makes me human. It's thanks to my inhumanity that I'm able to speak to people with the moral authority of the sinner and the creator, all at once. I had to kill her. And I had to do it in that way. The way that would hurt me most – by torturing her slowly and painfully, then sending momentos from our date to her family. |
| global.oxt | 1.41 | LETTERS_PAGE_THREE | He understands nothing about why we act as we do! Not because we can, but because we must. And that's the thing. Some people take advantage of their position in this town for pleasure – as if sleeping with multiple young girls, or torturing hitchhikers or eating dogs could ever be fun? It's awful. I only do it to experience it so my art is truer, deeper, more meaningful, and I believe you know that.~n~~n~I cannot wait for you to read my new draft of LEARED. I have really removed the cliches that ruined Shakespeare's plays and found the power, the moment, the thing we talked about that wonderful night in Mexico when we paid the hookers to stab each other. |