Unless you’ve been around from the start, this message won’t mean much, but you must pass it up the chain: I’ve been found by The Mongoose. He’s been tracking me across the globe. I wasn’t sure until recently, but it’s him. I’m still in Lesotho, as I write this, and I know I won’t make it across the border before he snatches me up. I thought whoever was following me wanted the cryptids (and I found the Mamlambo! My final triumph) but it’s so much bigger than that. We’re all in danger. I know less than The Mongoose is hoping for, but still enough to be a danger. Warn them. Warn them all.

--Scarlett