Dear Laura,
     Laura, I am frightened! You see, there was this Grendel that I made into a couch (I didn't kill it, some Norns just gave him to me and told me to make a sofa out of it). Well, I had finished making it, however two days later, I began having strange dreams, visions if you will, of the Grendel whom the hide belonged to. He only used to come at night, but now he is everywhere! He is looking over my shoulder as I write this letter! I know he is a ghost because he is translucent! What do I do? How do I make him go away? And why is there never a decent cup of tea on this spaceship?
- Terrified Norn