PLEASE READ.

I've left this here in hopes of you finding me alive. Next to this letter is my ID so you know what I look like. My number is below...Text me, DON'T call. Hopefully, my phone will still be on by the time you read this. There is a Wal-Mart bag with some things you may need next to my ID. I'll be leaving a trail of Reese's wrappers and if I run out...well, I hope you're good at solving mysteries.

The car outside is completely destroyed so don't even think about it. How they figured out how to shred every wheel, the world may never know. Take note: they're not as dumb as we thought.

Yes, there is a mini bar (sorry about the empty bottles everywhere. I got a little carried away) I also took almost all of the good stuff with me... However, I did leave you one Crown Royal in the bag for liquid courage. I'll share the rest with you if you find me, or, if I haven't drunk them all.

Cheers, Good Luck, and God Speed

From or Love:

Your Friendly Neighborhood Drunk