It’s been a while since I’ve last talk to you, and you’ve missed some bloody good stories! So without further adieu, let’s get started! A few days ago, the Russian traders were talking to Marlow about Kurtz, and as you all know, I am a very noisy person, and so I listened in, just a tad. From what I have heard about the “amazing” Mr. Kurtz, I’m not very fond of him! Did you know, that he was only nice to the natives, just so he could get in good with them and manipulate them to do his work to get more ivory! I could not believe what I had just heard, so many people have only said such wonderous things about this fellow, and all I think of him, is negative thoughts. But, who am I to judge? I shall just find out for myself…so I did, within the next few days when we finally caught up with him and got to meet him. The feeling was a little awkward when we arrived, something bad had happened, the natives look unusually upset and stressed. They were crowded around this body on a stretcher. Come to find out that it was Mr. Kurtz. I wasn’t too sure what happened, but it didn’t look good, I began to fear for his life. This man is a little insane, I find. When we went to his house, he had very odd decorations. He actually had heads placed on sticks that had been chopped off bodies. I think this guy needs some help, that’s just bloody gross(no pun intended aha!)! My thoughts that I originally had of him, are starting to prove themselves to be correct. I’ve always been the type to catch on to someone’s personality and tell what their next move is to be. I, honestly was a little thrilled when I heard Kurtz had passed away, I had no interest in meeting the fellow, after seeing what his house looked like. Marlow is depressed! His idol is dead, and now has no one to look up to! I tried comforting him and telling him that he is now the best! but, i think that mad things worse…OOPS!