Annie’s been missing far to long, and I haven’t found hide nor hair of her. No one even knew I had a sister, because she’d stayed behind the night I’d gone to the bar, and that meant no one had even seen her. Asking around town had gotten me nowhere, and I spent hours a day trying to hunt her down, like I was some kind of god damn blood hound.

Nothing…I found nothing.

I have to accept it. My little sister is gone. She has died, some maniac found her when I let my guard down, and he drug her off. I let her go, I stopped watching, for two hours…and the world swallowed her whole. I had my moments. I cried, and I screamed, and I cursed everything that I could think of..but, in the end, I have to accept this, don’t I? This is what happens, and girls like my sister, they do not survive forever. The world is cruel, and horrible, and the dead are not the only things out there to fear. Humanity has thrown it’s dredges of society, its insane, its depraved, at all of us…and if we do not adapt, if we do not find a way to survive, it will reach up and swallow us whole.

I love you, Annie, and I failed you….I failed you all…