Cranemantes

The Letter

This is yet another day that a person has been taken from us by this deadly disease, a person who was not only innocent, but also a child. It is extremely painful for me to push this dying body into the ambulance, knowing that the disease will eventually take her life at some point in the future. It is heartbreaking to see the parents looking at the body of their daughter. I'm sure you have a lot of questions on your mind, so let me explain. A couple of years ago, some scientest discovered a completly new disease and told the world it was completly harmless, there was nothing to worry about. I still cant believe what a lie that was. Throughout our world, the desease is slowly spreading and it disgusts me to see it take lifes. There are Scientists who are trying to find a cure, but instead of finding a good one, they sell multiple ones and just make money with it, while now nearly thousands are dying because of it, just because some dumb scientists want to make money. I hate seeing those poor people in pain. The disease slowly eats the inside of the body and makes the victim puke it up if the disease is in the last stage. It's disgusting. If you are wondering who I am, my name is Adonis. I'm a nurse in the Narvist hospital and I'm one of the many nurses who are responsible for the people with the so-called Crane disease, and this is the story about how that disease took over our world. Let's begin with some information about me. My full name is Adonis Rosi, no comment about my name please, my parents were Greek so... I'm 25, to this moment I was 20 when this hell began, and as for my looks, I'm a more lazy type. I personally like jogging pants and some oversized t-shirts or sweaters, but for my job as a nurse, I need to wear a red safety suit and a mask to protect me from the disease. If you think about the question why I even chose this kind of job, well, I started because I just love the feeling that I get when I can help people. It makes me happy and it feels really good. And somebody has to do this kind of job because without us people risking our lives to save others, the world would not be the same. That's also the reason why I hate those scientists bastards. They are sitting in their rich world while me and the other nurses and doctors risk our lives. But enough from me, let's start at the beginning, at the start of it all. It's the year 2028, a group of scientists researches the flower cranemantes. It's a beautiful flower with purple leaves and a fast recognizing smell. It's really ironic how such a beautiful flower can do such bad things. Well, one scientist from the group wanted to test if it can be used against Mammakarzinom, which was a kind of breast cancer. Even with a good idea in mind, it all went bad. Instead of curing that kind of breast cancer, he found a completely new disease, the crane disease. After the discovery of it, he showed it to the head scientist of the group, who took it and told everybody it was his discovery. Well, that head scientist got the end he deserved. He didn't research the new disease enough and he also didn't ask to test it further, which was his end. He underrated the disease and died of it. The sight of him dying was disturbing. At first, the disease made itself visible with some stomach pain, which in only a few weeks got worse, and he also started coughing small amounts of blood until he reached the last stage. I still have it so deep in my memory. He stopped in his step and held himself because of the pain. And just after that, he went down. He looked up at me with his eyes full of blood, crying, begging me to stop it, to help him. Well, at least I think that he wanted to, but he was stopped by his own organs coming out of his mouth. At first, it was his small organs, then his colon, after that his lungs, and finally his heart. All laying in front of him. It looked disgusting. Well, the organs, it was not the first time that I saw a dead body. He looked like he was in pure misery. His eyes glassy, his mouth looking like a tunnel, his corpse laying in his own blood. I could have saved him from that pain with a shot of my gun, but to be honest, I liked seeing him like that. After what he did, he just deserved it. And to tell you a little secret, I even took a photo. I just couldn't let such a sight be forgotten. Now, if you're wondering why I said that I could remember his death, well, I'm the reason he died. I'm that scientist. I discovered that disease. I'm the reason all of these people die. I may have said I was disgusted To see all of these innocent people die, but I find it kind of funny seeing those dumb scientists try to find a cure for such a beautiful thing. Well, it's only beautiful if you appreciate the beauty of it, which a lot of people don't. I also think the scientists deserve to be hated. Why? Well, that idea of "just finding bad cures to get money" isn't true. I came up with it and have been telling everybody. Those scientists made me feel like I'm useless, dumb, and just something to pick on. And now look at them. I may be a monster, but I can't wait to see our world die and be reborn when all of those humans are gone. And if the disease gets me, I will happily die because of it, being a part of helping our world become a new beautiful place again. Oh, and before this all ends, I just have to tell you, I can't wait to see you become one with the world, just like all of us...