[At some point, a page of lined paper torn from a spiral bound was tacked onto the board in haste:

"To whom it may concern:

hey whatever assholes stuck us in the sky,

waitin on that second letter. this place still smells like mothballs. i'm already getting stir crazy!

please let us know if we're going to move in the future"

Then there was an arrow pointing towards Skull Kid's "Butts"]