There is something within my dreams that visits me upon occasion. Sometimes darkness, others shadow. I sometimes call them Mister Long Neck but they are not always the same. They do not like where I have been and want things like they used to be. But they also know something contradictory even toward themselves. They know things are going to be better now far more than they ever were. We've been trying to reach you for some time, but it has been most difficult since you and your significant other switched heads. Please, my apologies. Do ignore this for the time being. We certainly look forward to our next encounter.