1... 2.... 3... 4... It's not working! Counting does not calm me down. I'm furious. I am the Scholar of this village. It's my duty to collect the letters, the books, any offerings people wish to leave in the Night Sanctums. But Garrick... every single time I come by he hands me a stack of letters. I know he is a true believer—desperate for the goodwill of the Ancients. I also know it's strictly forbidden to open the letters entrusted to me. But I'm only human—and today I gave in. And guess what I found? Garrick has been spilling everything to the Ancients! Every little whisper he hears, every private moment he's not supposed to witness. And now comes the best part: he wrote that I have been cheating on my wife. Yes, it's true. Yes, I know it's wrong but HOW DARE HE write that down? What if that letter had fallen into the wrong hands? Unbelievable. I need to take care of that.