The year was 1991.... a young fledgling rock star from Seattle was in pain. A lot of pain. Rigorous touring was not to blame. Soon the young musician realized something was wrong. Very wrong. His wife, that he'd had memories of but never actually met was missing from his life. From that time period in general. Trapped in 2012, she awaits a way back. A way back to change the future... a future that turns into a place with no Kurt Cobain.

A murder plot that turns into the most famous suicide in history, this site is dedicated to the small story of the husband who left a billion clues for the wife who figured them out.

Now her goal is to avenge her husband's death by pinning the murderer's with their crime...

Meanwhile she pours herself into her journal, awaiting the day she is finally reunited with her husband in time.

Letters to Kurt...


Monday, June 28, 2010

Dear Kurt --

On April 1st, 1994, you left Exodus Rehab center and purchased a ticket home. You arrived at the Seattle airport and proceeded in signing autographs.

That same day you left a phone message for your wife at her hotel in L.A. You then went back to your Lake Washington home where your Nanny and his girlfriend saw and spoke to you.

A day later, your wife called the Seattle Police department and filed a missing persons report posing as your mother.

A day later she hired a private detective to fly to Seattle and look for you. Two days later she placed an anonymous phone call from her own hotel room stating that there was an overdose in progress.

When the ambulance arrived... There was no overdose, but several illegal substances in plain sight. She was promptly arrested for possession.

A few days later, your body was discovered. It was later revealed that the actual time of death was a few days prior.

The same night your wife spent in jail. Why?

Why... Please explain to me, all of these circumstances. Its not clear to me.

How ... She... got away...

With murder.


Peace, Love, Empathy.

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