The Necromancer

Wednesday, October 24

A/N: The italics is Benjamin's letter to Erela

Erela,

I am okay. I am alive, or as alive as I can be. But I won't be for long. I'm running out of energy. If you care, if anyone cares, save me. I can't come back. Not yet. Everyone hates me, and coming back now will only make that worse. I'll be back one day, assuming you care enough to save me. During your lifetime...I don't know. But I promise to continue writing to you as long as you want.

I couldn't tell you exactly what I did, or why I chose to do it. Any explanation I give will only make you angrier, so I'll keep it to myself. If you hate me, I understand. I understand if you don't want to save me. If you want to let me die, then do it. It wouldn't be the first time it happened to me, and honestly, if it was up to me, I wouldn't save myself.

I'm sorry for doing this to you. I never should have said anything about the murders. And I know I don't deserve your trust, but this is not a lie. What I told you on October 1st was the truth and nothing but that. So if you're going to do anything for me, close the cemetery that day. I wouldn't want anyone getting hurt.

And now I will say what may be my final goodbye. I'm sorry again. Thank you for everything. And tell my mother I am especially sorry for what I did to her. Don't feel bad for hating me. I deserve it.

Benjamin placed the letter in front of the gates, hoping Erela would find it. He didn't sign it, just in case it was used against him. Without a name, they couldn't prove it was written by him. He just hoped she knew it was from him.