The Man with the Silver Tooth

Hell, October 13th, 1881

Esteemed Mortal,

They never will know my true form. They have never seen me. I am invisible, even as the ghosts that crawl all over your realm. I am not human, but a spirit and a demon from the darkest dimension. I am what you mortals call "the Man with the Silver Tooth".
When I see fit, I shall leave my pit and come claim other souls. I alone know whom they shall be. I shall leave no clue except my knife, besmeared with the blood of he whom I have sent below to do my bidding in your world.
You may tell the gendarmes to be careful not to discover what I am, for it were better that they were never born than to incur the wrath of the "the Man with the Silver Tooth". I don't think there is any need of such a warning however, for I feel sure their stupidity will keep them away from all harm.
Undoubtedly, you mortals think of me as a most horrible murderer, which I am, but I could be much worse if I so desired.

Truly Yours

Vincent tanguay the man with the silver tooth