A town, Isa. Can you believe it? I found a town.

People living within a territory where they have stores, a pub, a hospital… If it wasn’t for the derelict scenery one could forget how close to hell this world has come to.

I know you would hate me for saying this but… I hate this place. It is just another distraction. Another opportunity for people to forget what’s really out there. This comfort will be the death of many of them; I cannot let it lure me too.

I hate it and yet… I wonder if you are in a place just like this one. According to one of the locals I have reached California. I do not know if you are still in the area, but I hope you are. And if you are not. I hope you left enough breadcrumbs for me to find you. Like we did when we were kids. You have to be safe, sister.

… you have to be. Else there is no reason for me to continue to endure this nightmare.

I will find you and will help you survive this. You will live to see this world renewed and if I am to die making sure of it, then so be it. The voice that once sang you to sleep, is no more. The story teller that made you forget about monsters under the bed is now the very monsters you once feared. The only good thing that I have left, is what I can summon when I think of you.

I need to believe that’s still alive inside me because you are still alive somewhere. I must believe.