Julia's Final Letter

Dear Brother,

I heard you're recovering and I'm happy for you bro, but I got the disease and it's only getting worst for me. I'm starting to vomit blood, and I can't walk anymore, and I can't feel anything below my waist. I don't even feel like eating anymore. If I die brother, I want you to preserve my memory, and publish my book. I finished it, the guy becomes a hero with his super strength.

That's not like the reports the scientists and religious people have. They say those that survive are transformed into demons, and from what I've seen, it's true. Brother, if you turn into a demon, do not forget your humanity. But know this, even if you turn into a sinned, cold blooded killer, know I still love you.

I'm sorry, I wish this could be a longer letter, since this is probably my last letter. In the envelope I inclosed the locket with mom and dad's picture. I almost forgot to mention dad, he's alright, but like you he's recovering from the disease, but yesterday he attacked one of the policemen going from door to door to do checks on people and record who's infected. They were going to take me away since I was affected, but dad slaughtered all of them. His eyes went completely black, and he had gruesome red claws. He's back to normal at the moment, so I think no one turns completely into a demon that survives. Well...maybe not right away. Just hold onto that hope brother, you might not become the devil's servant.

You will always be Zavier Jansen to me.

Always love, Julia.