I wanted to let everybody know that I am okay. But you would never believe what I've been through.
I don't remember a whole lot about the past month, and I don't think I want to. I seem to remember trying to get away from something. There was a lot of people and bright lights, and everybody was dressed for the club scene. Then a beautiful, really beautiful Eurasian woman kept trying to get me to do something. And there was some smartass little creep with needles that kept talking and talking and talking and gave me funny-tasting coffee. If I wasn't tied up, I would have decked him.
Then two guys showed up in the middle of the night. They stuffed me into a car, and next thing I know, it's morning and bright sunlight and I'm at the Jungfraujoch, top of Europe, elevation 4100 meters, a real tourist spot. I've got my passport again, and a little money.
I'm going to hide out for a while until I figure it out, so don't worry about me. Take good care of the probes, okay?
Hamlet