Dear Andreas,

We have another member of the family.  Literally.  Today, I spent time with Chris Jennings, and we both know what that means.  He’s living in the same hell we’ve both been in.  At least he’s no longer alone.  I think it raises your conscience.  He felt bad for ripping apart a zombie.

It’s odd, you know?  Being taken into the fold.  They still speak of my ghost, and it frightens me, but not in a supernatural sense.  It frightens me that I have that much wrath within me.  That in death, a hundred years later, I was capable of that.  How would I, now, have dealt with that kind of ghost?  Been scared, I guess,  But what does that mean about me?  And which me am I talking about?

It will take some time to sort it all out.





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