Listen. Hell has come and walked the Earth. This week has had incredibly pandemonium. As you will notice when you walk out your door, turn on the TV, pick up a newspaper. There isn’t even enough time to sit here and tell you what is happening outside. All I can tell you is you’re going to be safe; I took it upon myself to save your ass and we hid underwater. I plan to anyways after I finish writing this for you anyways. You need to look out for yourself, I don’t know where Arthur is and with everything going on there is no time to find him. The phone lines are jammed; presumably from everyone trying to find their loved ones.

Before I leave this off, I’m going to warn you one and only one time; if you change your hair color again you are going to wake up in the intensive care unit. I did not appreciate waking up and looking in your mirror to see that. I don’t know if you found my last note before or after you did this number to your head but let me explain this again… you are fine. You are not going crazy, you need to embrace who and what you are. Nothing makes sense and all we have are these letters you wake up to find around in your place. Just trust me, you are fine, you are not going to end locked up. Your confusion, your anger, your sadness are all valid and you are not the only one going through this.

I’m getting stronger; I’m starting to feel more like myself again, most of my powers are returning to me. I still have a few more to figure out how to get back; maybe it has to do with waking up in your world, maybe there is a barrier; I’m unsure. But I woke up stronger than last time and that is a great improvement. Soon I will be my old self, not unstoppable but there won’t be a need to hide and you might even be happy to know you went “sleeping” for a week. It will happen again, it will always happen again. The sooner you sit back and let it happen and don’t worry about it for a month the easier your life is going to become.

If it were up to me, I’m sorry but you’d go to “sleep” for forever and I’d be back to ruling Atlantis with or without my husband. However it doesn’t look like that is possible, nor do I wish to rob you of your life. Just know your life is a lot simpler than you make it out to be. This Arthur character you’re in love with, either make it work or don’t. Stop stringing him around, quit holding him back. Either be the person you both know you can be or let the man move the fuck on. If you love him, don’t you think he deserves some sort of happiness? A tinge of normalcy? The both of you lost s child, the both of you go through these weeks. You trust him in your world and I, for the most part trust my husband. There is no reason you need to keep letting it be so difficult between the two of you.

Prepare yourself, something tells me that once this week is over, whatever the people like us do will affect the people like you for weeks, months, and who knows; maybe even years. You’ve woken up and everything is different from a week ago. Your actions, thoughts and anything else that belong to you need to be sorted through and rationalized through quickly. You don’t have the luxury of thinking things as thoroughly through as you once did. Try not to get us killed and sit in self pity for too long.