A public letter

[Steppen Wolf]

As days pass and Richard sits in his dark and damp cell, the screams and faces of those he fell whilst being possessed, haunt him. As the nightmares take over every night, the guard says he hears commotion and screaming, with faint mutters which sound like: "Please, help me.". After some time, Richard knocks on the cell door, asking the guard for a quill, a parchment and some ink to which the guard agrees to. With still shaky hands and a somewhat pale face he begins to write in crude letters.

I, Richard Ironheart, can only ask for forgiveness from those who fell and suffered by my hand while Prea possessed me.
I wish nothing of this ever happened, but i was not able to fight it. A sudden, sharp pain in my chest made me fall to my knees. A similar one to when that witch turned me into a fox.
As i was escorted to the hospital, by Malchus and Inara, i was starting to feel weak. Soon the voice tried to calm me down, making me think all will be well, except for it was not. Darkness took me, evil thoughts started to prevail. As Malchus and Inara reappeared, they wanted to put me in a cell, for my own and theirs safety.
When we approached the cell, in a matter of seconds all hell broke loose. My hand started to swing the sword towards Malchus, but it was not me consciously swinging it. It was Prea controlling me, and by that point i was completely overtaken. All that was present in my mind was darkness, with no signs of light.
I still hear the screams, and still see the bloody faces of the fallen. I wish they forgive me and i want them to know i never wanted to harm them, just like i never did any harm to them, in our long time of knowing each other.
So, Rin, Margret, Andokai and everyone else who suffered by my blade during my possession, i want to say i am sorry, and i want you to know, that it was not me who wanted to do these evil things. There are a couple of things i ask of you people; magical protection which would protect me from these evil beings, so i do not get possessed again, and above all; forgiveness and a second chance.

~Richard Ironheart~

As he finishes writing the letter, he returns the writing items back to the guard, and asks him to nail this letter to the town board, to which the guard, thankfully, obliges.