The Last Plague

. . .

Lies. It's all lies. Don't believe a word in this journal. I don't care who you are, or where you're from, or what you want to believe, this journal is full of lies. This man wasn't immune, he is just trying to sound more important for history. I found this journal on his skeleton, and I want to expose his dishonesty. My hatred towards him will never die. He has made me look like a cruel, lying, and straight-up demented person. And to answer his question about whether or not I'm multiple people, I think he's stupid for even asking. Of course, I'm only one person, what else would I be? The man in this journal is a liar. That is the simplest way of putting it. I will say one more time, this man is a liar.

I say this because I want to clear my name. He says in the journal that I "forced" and "threatened" him to let my uncle go. And I want to say: My uncle isn't even real. Neither my mother nor father had any siblings. I find it highly insulting that he would ever accuse me of that. The meeting of me and him where I threatened him never even happened. I want to clear my name from the history books as being "evil" and put his name under the history books as a "liar" to history. The only parts I know aren't true, are the parts I was in. I do feel it is safe to assume that the rest of this journal is a lie though because of the previous lies. Hopefully, one day, when civilization has rebuilt and there are other survivors out there, my name will be cleared. Now, just remember what I came here to do - clear my name. When this man is put into the history books, put him in as a liar. And when I'm put into the history books, just know, I'm the one who has revealed these lies to you. Now, I hope you will believe me. Thank you for reading and hopefully considering my notes, goodbye.

And yes, I did survive.

~William