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Dear Corinthia,
Huge news. I couldn’t wait to write this until after your next
message, whenever that ends up being. I know that dad told you what he found
out from our old neighbor, so I won’t go over all that again. While he was
gone, I managed to make contact with my old nurse. Her name is Madalena
Rich, and she was part of it all. She wasn’t just hired by the researchers
to observe me. She was part of the braintrust that came up with the idea to
study twins separated at birth throughout their entire lives. It was she who
located our mother, since her name was in the records as being pregnant with
twins. She didn’t make first contact with your mom, but they did become
friends after Alizée was read into the program, and honestly, kind of
brainwashed into believing that this all made sense. At first, mom thought
that they were just going to have her live a few towns over, but then they
kept talking about it, and a few towns became a few states, and a few states
became a different country, and so on and so forth, until we ended up where
we are today. It was this whole long-con. They just kept getting her more
and more excited about what kind of data they could get from this study, and
how beneficial it would be for the advancement of science. Madalena was
already a nurse by the time this happened, which means that she lied to our
father about being a student. It was an excuse she came up with for why she
wasn’t demanding much money to care for me. She didn’t need money,
she just needed to get into that apartment, though obviously it would have
been quite suspicious had she agreed to do it entirely free.
We talked about a lot more than this, so these are only the highlights. I
screen recorded our conversation—in secret at first, though I later divulged
it, which she didn’t argue against. She said that she has done a lot of
growing up, and has dedicated her career to helping the less fortunate. She
also regrets having participated, especially since it made little sense to
begin with. It took them a few months to build up to the whole Vacuus
expedition offer, and just when they had it, they discovered that we were
fraternal twins. We were right that it was really disorganized. They didn’t
try to develop a relationship with any other candidates, this was their one
chance, or they would literally miss the boat that took you across the
interplanetary void. They realized how little meaning their study would have
at this point, but decided to press forward. Over time, they eventually gave
up. At least, that’s what Madalena believed. She stopped treating me (by the
way, but illnesses were real, it’s not like she was getting me sick on
purpose), and she walked away from it all. She only later found out about
her old business associates approaching our neighbor for further observation
when I was a little older. One last thing. The screen recording doesn’t have
this, because she never said it out loud, but she sent me an old contact
card with the name of the person assigned to study you on the ship, and on
the planet. It was Elek Katona. Isn’t that Velia’s last name?
Reeling from the truth,
Condor
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