Well, there are stories that fall through the cracks of reality.
Reports filed in basements that officially don't exist.
Letters mailed to addresses that are long since turned to dust.
Well, they call them dead letters.
But here at the Dead Letter Bureau, we make sure we get their final delivery.
I've been dying to open this one.
Let's see what horrors await us today.
Yes, yes, yes, a curious case from 1998.
It begins as so many of these do with a man who knew too much, a blogger dying in an Arizona ghost town, shouting his conspiracies into the digital void until someone shouted
back.
The file details a desperate investigation filled with paranoia, a shadow agency known as Majestic leaving trailer bodies and a final bloody confrontation in a remote copper mine.
But the real tragedy, the real madness is what was found in that desert trailer with a man driven insane and what he kept tied to a chair.
Oh yes, yes, yes, this one.
It's about conspiracies that are all too real.
And it's about madness that comes from staring into the void and seeing those big black eyes that stare back.
Yes, this one will do.
This one will do just fine.
Welcome to the Dead Letter Bureau.