Lying here in this horrible dirty, filthy, and putrid tub. My
last minutes on this Earth.
I have destroyed too many lives and do not deserve to gasp
another breath. I am one of thirteen
scientists from the CDC enlisted by the Amerikan government to
create and release the Z1N1 zombie virus for their Depopulation
initiative.
The CDC has neither confirmed nor denied the
existence of this deadly virus.
Now because of me the INFECTED rule the landscape. Attacks reported throughout the mainland.
The cold surface of this tub gives me goose bumps all over my body.
A huge syringe of a deadly cocktail of Desomorphine (AKA Krokodil) and methylenedioxypyrovalerone
(AKA Bath Salts) sticks out of my vein.
After a few minutes staring at the ceiling:
Delirium begins to set in... I start foaming at the mouth...Vomiting blood on the wall...blood pressure elevates to dangerous levels...chest pains occur...hallucinations and delusions are on this Suicide menu...
Delusional paracitosis takes over...
“Nobody
owns life, but anyone who can pick up a frying pan owns death.”
William
S. Burroughs
