missing time

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July 18, 2016

Devin Taylor

to Devin Taylor

Devin,

Before you delete this and think you are going crazy, yes this is from yourself and no I am not you. Not exactly.

My name is Tim, Tim Drake and I know that means nothing to you but this is important. You've been having lost time recently, almost like a blackout without actually blacking out. I know you recall some of the things you've done during these lost days, but you don't recall them all. I also know you have my suits, as well as my car. If you break my car I will find away to end you.

I digress. I am not writing this to promise bodily harm to your person, but rather to explain a few things. Google my name if you must. Google Red Robin, if it helps you. Maybe it will explain better than I can. I am a researcher, not an explainer. But your wife, Rachel, is is my friend, Raven. There is a reason you two are so close, and maybe it's bleed over from us being close. Either way, you aren't going crazy. There are other's. Alfred, my friend, is the man you know as Liam. Ask him about this. Brian, I know him as Bruce. Ask him about this. There are others, but some you can't trust, and other's are in your boat, they don't remember.

I will write you more when I can figure out what to say to you. But trust your instincts, they are rarely wrong. Trust what you read when you look me up. I'm a good person. You are a good person and not a crazy one. There are so many things to tell you and eventually I will. But for now, just try to wrap around this and help those around you. Your friend Asher is my frined Conner. You surround yourself with good people.

You are not drunk writing this. You are not high. You are sober, sane and perfectly with it. In fact, you are with me as I type, but you will forget. And for that I am truly sorry.

Protect your friends and my car,

Tim