Well, I can't see through my right eye. It's making typing a bitch, and my depth perception is now thrown completely. Goddamn, I don't think it's ever gonna heal and being crippled in this line of business gets you killed so easily...
My wife had to save my ass because- shit- how could I have not known my parents were involved? I mean, hell, everyone else I ever knew has been either killed or taken by it, so it would make sense that it got to my parents. Hehe, I was stupid, you guys. A real fuck up. I fuckin' broke rule number one of running for your life: trust no one.
Damn, I guess...it's my parents, y'know? And I don't know how long this thing has had control over them cause'
I can't remember anything.
Might as well say it now since my daughter and her buddies seem so keen on slapping me in the face with this bit of info. Hehe, you guys don't know me- I don't even know me. Everything I know of...well, let's just say it's back to my marriage with Cathy and everything before that is...not gone, but blurry. Fuzzy. Can't make out specific images and shit. My parents- fuck, now I see how messed up this is- my parents had to tell me all about my past when I married Cathy because one morning I woke up and it was all gone.
But I can remember those eleven years. Very clearly. Heh. Six years. Six long years. Everything is falling apart. Cathy wants to go visit her grandma, my parents clearly tried to kill me or hand me over to it, and my daughter is seeing dead best friends. And I'm sittin' here wishing I could remember what was normal life before all of this happened and I can't. I don't have any old memories of being safe and secure to draw on and pretend everything is gonna be okay. And maybe that's for the best cause' at least I don't delude myself into thinking we're all gonna be alright.
We're all dead. It's just a matter of when we die and how we die. Just pray you don't kick the bucket soon and if you go down, go down swinging, kicking, screaming bloody murder, and taking as many bastards as you can.
I got a bad feeling about everything. Cathy agrees- it feels like there's something bigger than I originally thought going on. And we have no idea what the hell it is, but we're gonna try and find out.