I am embarrassed at myself for having let his handiwork go unnoticed for this long. Wormwood has made a fair assertion: I am losing my grip.
I am sorry, my family.
This was never a matter of concealing the truth from you. I knew something was wrong, but it is only now that I comprehend the severity of our circumstances.
It would have been irresponsible of me to bring it to your attention any sooner. I cannot act on hunches alone, nor can I ask you all to do so without good reason.
This is the evidence at hand, and it should now be apparent why I have summoned us here today.
So, please...
I need your help.