Dear Marnie,
I have been trapped in the middle of nowhere with a bunch of strangers for what seems to be around a month now.

Truly, I hope this is one of those cases where time has frozen where you are. It would break my heart to think that I went missing for this long, and how worried sick you are. That already sounds insane.

Now I don't think I was kidnapped. This feels more like a weird dream that I can't wake up from. I'm trying.

These past days have been so eventful, maybe I will write you a separate letter to catch you up. Or maybe I'll just tell you when we reunite. For now, I just need one thing.

Which is why I'm writing this letter in the first place. I want to feel normal, as everything so far has been far from it.

I want this letter, and any future letters, for as long as I am here, to feel like I'm telling you about something that happened at work or home. Or just my feelings about things, I guess. Something mundane as close as I can get it.

I know you would have preferred the adventure-y parts that feel like something taken out of our DnD campaign or something. But I need to keep my sanity, if I still have it. I just feel so homesick.

Maybe this letter will be my last, and I'll see you tomorrow. Or I won't and I'll die, or worse, stay here even longer. But I have not given up, I won't stop trying.
I miss Hugo and Kevin.
I miss you, Mar.

Michael (year 300) 1