Fairvalley ~ Episode 5: Love Letters (REAL EPISODE NOW ;D)
computer2much:
March 23, 1960
My Sweet Regina,
I am so sorry to have to inform you like this, but I'm not dead. The body was artificial, but you must not reveal this to anyone. You must carry on with the funeral services as if I had actually died. One of my employees exposed the underground clinic, and I left immediately. I know I should have told you about all of this, but I was afraid you would lose your love for me.
I began conducting secret experiments on my patients two years ago. After a patient would be deemed terminal in my clinic, I would wait a few months and pronounce them dead. One of my colleagues would produce and artificial corpse for the family to bury, and I would move the still living patient to my hidden clinic, where I could test them and try to cure their illnesses. I even cured a few! I would have to kill them afterwards because they had already been pronounced dead, but then I was able to use the research I had discovered in secret to cure the patients in the front clinic. I felt bad for killing the one person, but because of their death I was able to cure many more people who had been given an expiration date.
I began this practice when I was treating a brain cancer patient in 1957. I had been able to cure the cancer in my lab rats and mice, but upon applying the treatment to my patient, she showed no improvement. I asked for consent from her and her family to continue with the tests, but they wouldn't allow it. I began running tests on her in secret, and it escalated from there until it involved five or six secret patients.
One of my nurses found out what I was doing two months ago, and tried to blackmail me for tens of thousands of dollars, or she would reveal my practices to everyone. My colleague (who's name I won't mention, and who began the same controversial practices) and I set up a community where we can practice scientific and medical research without restriction. The location of which must remain unknown, but I will arrange a visit between us, I promise.
With Everlasting Love,
Xavier Hamilton
P.S. You are my only woman, and will dream about you always.[/FONT]
computer2much:
I'll get a real episode put together when I get back from vacation and I can get my Sims back to the way it was.
Glamily:
luv the new update! xoxo
kristi8589:
HURRY NEW CHAPTER!!!!
computer2much:
{{This one's kinda light on pics guys, sorry}}
I'M NOT GAY. Gabriel screamed in his head. Sean is my friend. We just.... I was just upset because of that awful rumour that Zelda spread about me. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It wasn't anything. I'm just a little confused. Of course I like women! I even had a girlfriend for a little while in Milwaukee. Besides, friends can comfort each other right? and then Gabe remembered the kiss. I was just really upset and stressed...I...I wasn't feeling right upstairs.
Gabe continued to walk down the street, entirely consumed by his thoughts when he heard an old, tired voice from a bench on the side of the street.
"What're you doin' out past your curfew, son?"
Gabe jumped when he heard the voice. "Oh...I....uhhh....I was just .... going home....." Gabriel hadn't really thought about his final destination until that point...He had just sort of woke up with Sean in bed next to him, freaked out, and left as quickly as possible. "I'm not in trouble am I? What're you going to do?" Gabriel said, getting a little nervous.
"Why don't you sit down, and we'll figure it out." The old man said, and scoot over making enough room on the bench for Gabriel. Gabriel sat down next to him, expecting the worst. The old man smiled. "Now, unless you live in the garbage dump, I'd suspect that you don't have a clue where you are."
"Oh...yeah" Gabe laughed a little. "I'm new to Fairvalley...I don't really know my way around yet."
"Okay, sure. How long have you lived here?"
"We moved in about two weeks ago I think"
"Hmm..." the man thought. "You must be the Brenner boy. I'm Dr. Hamilton." He said, offering his hand.
Gabe shook it, kind of awkwardly. "I'm Gabe. So uhh...How can I get to Valleyview Drive from here?" He asked.
"Wow, you are lost. That's all the way across town. " Dr. Hamilton said. "Why don't I walk you home?"
"No, if you just tell me how to get there, I'm sure I'll..."
"No, I think I had better walk you home, son. If the patrollers catch you out past curfew, you're parents will have to pay a big fine."
Gabriel thought about it. He knew there were patrollers who would catch him, and he really didn't want to explain why he was out, not at Sean's. "Okay, fine. Thank you" he finally said, and the two got up and began walking.
For an old man, Dr. Hamilton had a surprisingly quick pace, but after a block or two Gabriel eased into the rhythm of the old man's steps. "If you don't mind my asking, why were you out so late?" the doctor asked after a few blocks.
"Oh...I uhh... I had to leave a compromising situation." Gabriel said, proud of his vague answer.
"With a girl?"
"Yeah..." something like that he thought.
"I remember when I used to sneak out to see my girl..." Dr. Hamilton said, reminiscing in the memory of many, many years ago. "You know what I did one of those nights?" He asked, looking at Gabe.
"Uhh...no. What did you do?" Gabriel said, his mind only barely involved in the conversation.
"I married her. I had just finished medical school, and I had just enough cash for this grody, run-down apartment on the south side of Chicago. Eventually I earned enough money, and we moved to California and I started a cancer clinic there. I miss those days..." He said, getting a little more dreamy-eyed then Gabriel was comfortable with.
"What happened?" He said, hoping to dampen the mood a little.
"Well, I was having some....problems....at work. I didn't know what to do, so I ran away here. She thought I had died, so she killed herself. I sent her a letter explaining I wasn't dead, and I would come back soon, but it didn't arrive in time."
"Wow..I'm sorry to hear that." He said, the mood a little damper than he had hoped.
"That's your house there isn't it?" The man said, pointing at the small ranch where Gabe lived.
"Yeah..." he said, having just realized that they'd arrived at their destination. "Thanks for walkin' me home. I'll see you around"
"No problem at all." He said, and began walking back. "You remember to keep your priorities straight, son." He said as he walked away.
Confused by that comment, Gabe walked down to the playground and slept in the little hut with the padded floor. His parents expected him to be at Seans, so he couldn't go home.
Dr. Hamilton arrived back at his house, and pulled out an old copy of the Modesto Bee from his desk, dated March 20, 1960. The headline read "Ms. Regina Hamilton commits suicide after husband's death". Dr. Hamilton glanced over the age-old article, and thought about his late wife, and what he had said at the bottom of his letter. Had he meant it?
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