Prologue: The Letter

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Sitting alone Henry stared at the letter, gripping it in his hands as the smell of ink lingered in the air. It was Joey's handwriting Henry knew that as he read over and over, after thirty some odd years his former friend and partner came to say come down to the studio. Thirty years of dead silence between the two and now all of a sudden he wanted Henry to come back? What happened when he was gone? would anyone remember him? So many thoughts swarmed through Henry's head before he was brought back to reality. "Father?"A soft voice spoke as Henry looked at his twenty-three year old daughter.

Ever since her mother had passed due to illness Henry came to live with her in fear of living alone. His little girl following in his footsteps in becoming an animator and even does voice acting roles in her spare times. It made Henry feel proud as he watched his daughter work but, he couldn't stand her worried look that riddled her face seeing him shake with nerves . "are you alright father? what's wrong?" His daughter asked him as Henry scratched at his beard and gave a cheery smile to her. "I'm fine dear just got an old letter from a friend to meet back at the studio...." Henry spoke softly to his daughter as she still had a slight worried look.

"Don't worry so much about your old man" Henry then said as the girl scrunched up her face and puffed her cheeks. "pop you know how I worry about you! I want you to be happy and healthy!" She protests as He chuckled at his daughter acting like a child again. "I'll be fine just you wait and see...." He spoke as he got up from the recliner he deemed the best chair in the household. "I think I'll go today, its still day out and It'll get you from being such a worrier" Henry said as his daughter crossed her arms looking at the older man before her. "you better come back by nine p.m. sharp....." She said as Henry playfully put up his hands in defense, "Just as stubborn as your mother..... but ok ok I will my little Alice Angel" Henry said to his daughter as she rolled her eyes playfully at the nickname. "Be safe pop and don't let no ankle-bitters in that old business mess with ya!" The girl beamed as Henry smiled, with that he left for the studio. The studio that held so many memories, and so many nightmares as well.......

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