"There are things I need of you. Things you may not understand, and may not wish to do, but please, do not make the same mistake I did. My father, Howard, deserted me before I was born. I could claim the loss of my mother, and the letter I received after her funeral, blinded me for what I had to do. It would be a lie: Human nature sealed my downfall. My name is Philip. If we are lucky, then by the time you receive this, I will be dead. If fate frowns, we all perish."
Common Experiment #8471