One Million Tiny Things

Dear Lieutenant

Dear Lieutenant,

I am Sorry Sir. I really am. I hope this letter gets to you because there is alot of shady things about the "incident" some of which I witnessed and some they saw me witness. This is probably the main reason I was framed. Not that I am innocent, nor am I claiming to be because that is treachery and even I know the dangers of that.

But I am also human and I value my life very much, Sir. That is why I am using the unconventional means of mail to reach you. I wouldn't dare use technology despite of its incredible encoding and data protection means because the target on my back would be too big and too red, and no one loves their country that much.

So I sent it to Carla. I knew it would be the safest way of contacting you and I deeply apologize if I put you family in harm's way. Despite of the love letter this was placed inside, I assure you there is nothing between me and Carla, never was. We were just school mates from before our world flipped and I remember her address from when she had a summer party in fifth grade. You were also there that day Sir, in khaki's and a plaid shirt, just a simple man working in Finance. It is like a dream sometimes looking back at the life we used to lead before all this. It's not a possible security breach to worry about, Sir, I just have an impeccable memory. 

Regarding the incident on July 27th it was almost entirely my fault. I drove the truck, I didn't check if the contents of the trunk were swapped and I didn't drive care fully enough. But despite these being the claims, It is not what I am guilty for. Because nothing in the trunk was swapped. It was hard for me to process it at the time and after that I was too busy running from both the law and the terrorists, quite tiring if you ask me Sir.

But it is becoming clearer and clearer in hind sight.

My truck only contained barrels of ammunition and bordering barrels of Red wine as a cover. That was the mixture that caused the explosion, all the injuries and damage. But I was carrying both ingredients with me for six hour on bumpy dusty roads and nothing had happened.

Baffling. I know.

My only stop was at Mannington and I know that everyone already knows that because these trucks are tracked. But I strongly doubt they added any thing or cut holes in the barrels or whatever. That is the main reason why I am writing this letter. I heard that there have been numerous threats and even several attacks on the Western province. Oh, How quickly this country turns on each other, on the people that sacrifice their lives to protect it. Probably the reason why we are in this bloody mess and could probably lose this War.

You have to stop it Sir. The attacks and the general mistrust. This is exactly what they want and we are playing right into their hands. Turning on each other and reducing their workload, please put an end to this madness.

I also researched red wine and ammunition. It is not an explosive mixture. Never was. So there was something else in the wine. Something that reacted. If possible please get a forensic team on it.

I also believe the brakes were cut off. They never worked. I never once braked. Even during the stop at Mannington I switched off the engine, didn't use the brakes. The to and fro motion of the accident was what caused the barrels to topple and the contents to mix this would have only happened otherwise if I braked. I hope a thorough investigation is done into this matter as well.

Furthermore the barrels were arranged with sufficient space to only topple forwards or backwards but never sideways. That's why the rocky road did nothing.

This is all the substantial evidence I could gather by memory for you to back my cause with evidence.

I also have a nagging suspicion that the blast didn't go as intended. They would not attack the capital at least not yet. And the bus that collided with the rear of my truck could easily have lost control and crashed.  It would be harder to prove this as there are no survivors.

I believe there was a hitch in the plan and the bus was either a surprise change of plan or a way to patch up a previous leak in the plan. Nevertheless they achieved much better results than they hoped for by creating chaos and weakening us on the inside.

I hope you can find a solution for this and restore peace and trust at least among our own people. I wish you all the best Sir and deeply apologize for the mess I created. The fact that I killed a bus full of people will always rest heavy on my heart.

Please know that my prayers and condolences are constantly with those that died and their families. Also I would appreciate it if you do not contact me back Sir because I am still on the run and anyone even a mailman searching for me would put my life in jeopardy.  I sincerely hope you understand.  I will write as soon as it is convenient if I manage to recall or gather any updates.

Much honor and debt.
Respectfully,
Gunther.