*as you do CPR, a note flies into the air from his jacket:* [i]Dearest companions, I'm so sorry, but after I drank that blood, I died. I was able to keep myself from decomposing through the darkness, but I was dead all along. In fact, because I was dead and under the Mother's influence, I committed suicide by completely destroying my internal organs: if I hadn't, the Mother could easily have taken control of my body and used it for more dark deeds. Anyway, I'm sorry to have to leave, but I can't help it. Also, make sure to tell Lethal to imbue my soul into the kitten he made me. Thanks. Dearest wishes, Lewis. [/i]