Please Read: I Am Undead
Excerpt:
I couldn’t tell you when the change took place. It wasn’t the transformation of a night but the slow work of days and nights, days following nights and nights following days, of waking up sore and sleeping hungry, of losing friends and forgetting—what was it I forgot?—of living like one of them, soulless, more animal than man; it was all this, the persistent wearing away. I don’t know when it started, how it happened, but yesterday there was a moment, a sudden clarity. Long before this nightmare, I had written something, a journal it was called. I found it again, somehow. I guess who I was thought he’d keep writing. I must have thrown it in the back of my car with everything I thought was worth keeping.
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