80. Albert Pugh.

After a few days of waiting, a new card has finally slipped under my door – a new quarry – and another step closer to whatever fate X has in store for the winner.  A winner, I promise you, who is not going to be this ‘Albert Pugh.’  These murderous jaunts are becoming a welcome distraction from being left alone with the ship and its insolent water.

It’s late evening, and time to leave the cabin. I shall write more soon.

Albert Pugh

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