I know what you did.

It was a big mistake to leave me alive.

You tried to kill me but like a poor workman, you botched the job.

I begged you not too but you just laughed.

My family didn't matter.

Nothing mattered but you, your ego and your duplicity. You took it all.

There was however a complication. I survived.

For a while I didn't want to. I'm not sure how but I found a way.

It wasn't easy and someday I will be sure to thank you for that.

You really couldn't have picked a worse enemy if you tried.

I'm cunning, resourceful, patient and creative.

It's not hot rage that guides me.

It is cold cunning.

It's not emotion and anger.

It is reason and the rage for revenge.

I don't care how long it will take.

You will never see it coming.

I am going to make what you did to me look like the work of an amatuer.

I'm going to make it last a long time.

Sleep well.

See you soon.