Officer Henry Clainsfield answering the call from concerned parents of a young Sebastian Hemp, found his apartment on Boscombe Road near the Mill Green Road bus station. When Mr. Hemp did not answer the door, officer Clainsfield reported smelling an odd foul smell which prompted him to break the door open and enter the premises. Inside he found a partially decomposed body of Mr. Hemp. Criminal investigation concluded that the death probably occurred a month of so prior. Cause of death: Suicide. Specifically overdose on sleeping pills.

I believe this is my memoir. I did not keep a diary. So I will try to remember my life to the best of my recollection. I believe after my death whatever I tell here can finally be released to the world. Please, to whoever finds this document, publish it. Make the whole world see what I came through. I love you Mom and Dad. Sorry that it had to end this way, but it is hard to live knowing you have a secret that while alive you can tell nobody, you cannot discuss with nobody, you cannot do anything about. Please believe me when I say this, but even though I will be revealing the dark secret of my life in this memoir, I'm still a good person.

When it comes to the Hemp's family decision to redact the main MacGuffin of the plot, I am very disappointed to say the least. Yes, from one perspective you can argue that withholding the answer of what the dark secret of Sebastian Hemp was, is, in a way adding to the intrigue of the book. From another perspective, though it seems like a rather cheap trick.

I cannot understand people like Julian Grayson that treat real life like they would treat Harry Potter or Lord of the Rings. The decision that I and my husband made regarding the publishing of my dead son's memoirs with the redacted secret is a very important decision. We believe that we had to do that. And Officer Clainsfield agreed with us that it was a good decision to make.

Given the facts written in the unredacted version of Hemp's memoir, I believe the redaction that was done, was quite necessary. Not only to save the face of Hemp's family's, but for the greater good. To save the entirety of England, or even the whole world. Who knows what consequences would be there if the words were published the way Sebastian Hemp intended.

I was in high-school. I think it was 2010, or 2011, or something. There was this girl, Emily, who was { redacted }. I think I fell in love. But I couldn't tell nobody since it was { redacted }. It kind of stayed that way.

In my opinion the words "greater good" that Officer Clainsfield used in his statement are highly problematic. We learned that the unredacted version not only exists, but was the last wish, so to speak, of the late Sebastian Hemp. He wanted us to know. And censoring him because it could be something we might not be able to deal with, makes absolutely no sense.

On the scene was found a laptop, still open with a word processor software open full screen. In which something akin to a memoir was written, allegedly by Mr. Hemp himself. There was no phone recovered. The only frame of reference to Hemp, apart from his relatives, were in this computer. Computer experts in the station were slightly impressed by what they called Hemp's "computer skills".

When I learned about the views he had on { redacted }, I started to be much more interested in this person. While everybody attacked him or denied him being { redacted }, I felt a stronger connection to him. And therefor I listened to what he might have said more attentively than maybe others did. This is why I don't have a smartphone. This is why I write this memoir in this specific program. All of it is because this hacker is { redacted }. And because that means that at least in spirit he can understand me.

Please consider the possibility that such revelations would have on your reputation as relatives of this person. I highly advice you not to publish the memoirs.

This kind of thing makes you very insecure. I understand now that I started following all those right-wing extremist propaganda people around 2019 because I, myself was extremely insecure. You want something from life. And don't know if you can ever have it. More than that if this something is { redacted } you don't know if you should even have it. But you still crave for it. And the right-wing people were all about satisfying the cravings. But then I realized. They were talking about people like myself, people that are { redacted } in a very negative light. I didn't catch that immediately. But when I started digging deeper into their culture I realized that they outright hated { redacted }. They were constantly using { redacted } to talk how bad the lefties are. The lefties? I became interested in the lefties right there and then. If the left is { redacted } or at the very least { redacted } tolerant, I want to be with them. I want to be in a society of people that excepts me for who I am.

I believe what this "redacted" might have something to do with the current Israel and Palestine conflict. And believe me, Sebastian Hemp was English through and through. He was not Jewish and was not an Arab. Redacted is not about it. It would not make sense in some instances to assert that it is about him being Jewish, or Muslim or something. But I highly suspect that the suicide was caused from the political confusion. Largely the one that occurred after October of 2023. One that Mr. Hemp perceived privately.

Then after 2023, after everybody started hating the Jews again, the entire left, the entire family of my new emotional home turned against people like me. They were all suddenly laser-focused at pointing out how Jews, or the right are this or that. How they are bad people because this or that. And one of those arguments they constantly used to bring down the right was the very thing that drives me now to finally finish my memoir. To finally finish me. I thought the right was home at first. But they blamed the left with my problems. Which made me think the left was the home. But then the left started blaming the right with my problems. Where should I go? Do I belong anywhere?

Due to the fact that Mr. Hemp was deceased, all prior investigations into his illegal activities was dropped. Judge Hamilton refused to gives us permission to use any of the gathered material, including access to his computer, to pursue investigation into his prior offenses. Mr. Hemp being dead rendered all those cases closed.