June 16, 1347
I am dying. There are people in my home, trying to help me, but I know. It is hopeless, and I have accepted my fate. This will be my last entry. I cannot keep writing anymore. I am in agony, even worse than I had ever imagined. I do not think this entry will be too long. I know I will soon become delirious, and in the few minutes that I am able to write, I will be nonsensical and my thoughts will not be worth writing down. I just want to say... if there is a person reading this after my death, do not underestimate the power of God. It was Him that caused this plague, He can do it again. Do not defy Him. I left those men, I ignored my duty and acted selfish, and now I am being punished. Follow the order, do not step out of line, and He will reward you. If you do not, then good luck. I am being sent to Hell for my sins, but you can be saved. Do not-
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Journal of a Plague Doctor
Historical FictionThe six-part journal of a doctor during the plague known as the Black Death that includes his struggles to save his patients, and his struggles to save himself.
