August 19, 1245
Freedom is sweet! Today I have successfully carved our way out of this prison and out of the river. And joy of joys, a bottle appeared in the sand, from Harriet! It read “Dear Melchisedek, I am being held captive in a very high up place. I cannot give the specific location lest this message be intercepted, but hope that it shall give you a head start. Love, Harriet.” She is right! I believe I now know where she is!
Sir Melchisedek R. Gnawington