H0J-O. MY NAME IS MORTTMER BECKETT
TEN DAYS AGOIN FRONT OF MY DOOR I tOUND A PACKAGE.
INSI DE WAS A JOURNAL. WITH EACH ENTRY WRITTEN IN VERSE
INCUJDED WAS A LETTB*...
I M ON MY WAY TO MY UNCLE'S MANOR...
I LAST SAW HIM WELL OVER 20 YEARS AGO
I DONT REMEMBER MUCH AB OUT HIM OTHER THAN BEING SURROUNDED BY PILES OF BOOKS AND STRANGE LOOKING MACHINES.
INDEED HE WAS QUITE ECCENTRIC.
AND AFTER MANY YEARS THIS HAPPENS„.