Walter Levin
Cub reporter
- Age
- 26
- From
- Vilnius
- Lives
- Front Street Tenements
- Now
- In Arkham
Before Arkham's business
Born in Vilnius in 1900, an only child. He spent a year in a sanitarium in 1920 and does not discuss it. Has worked as a cub reporter for 9 years, and knows getting in where they're not wanted.
Steady, melancholy and open-minded, with a weakness for terrible puns. He is formal with strangers and warm with friends. He takes risks without noticing he is taking them. He will do almost anything to learn the truth.
Afraid of
thunder · dogs
Believes
There's an explanation for everything, if you can stand to hear it.
From the journal
Varnum told me something awful and I held Varnum's hand while it came out. I pushed my supper round the plate until it went cold. Bed, at last.
Eleanor could barely get the words out for shaking. I felt sick with understanding. It was about the talk about Warehouse No. 7 — Order Meeting Place. Perhaps it was only nerves. I've always been nervy.
A correction to the record. It changes less than I feared, and more than I would like.
I have never kept a journal before. It seems a good time to start. I am a cub reporter, and until lately that was all anyone needed to know about me. Library all day. Something is going on in Arkham, and I seem to have decided to find out what.