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by Katyuqwq

by Katyuqwq

No one's POV.

I'd like to keep my identity in private, I'm not a criminal, nor a murderer or anything similar. I'm just a person who likes to maintain as anonymous. But you can call me Doctor, or just Doc. Thats what my neighbors call me, at least.

I live in a small city in southeast France, I wouldn't like to specify it, I mean...It's pretty private to spread my personal informations, right?

I'm only writing this letter because I know what is going to happen to me soon, I need to finish this letter before everything ends, before the apocalypse starts, before the entire European population fades away, before the end comes upon us all...

Being honest with you here, we don't have the best conditions to fight this...crisis? That is happening right now. I'd like to specify the name of this...disgrace. I can't explain what it is properly. I don't even have FEELINGS about it. At some point I enjoy seeing my patients screaming out loudly in pain, despair. Don't misunderstand me, I just think everyone has their personal fetishes. And I'm not different. I would never imagine nor have sexual intentions with my patients, what I mean is...

I like seeing them screaming desperately, asking me if they are going to be okay, if they'll be able to see their family ever again. As someone who likes to see other people suffering, I always reply with a stern "no". Seeing their eyes widening makes everything even better.

Am I crazy for liking seeing people desperate?

Absolutely not.

Specially in the middle of this...crisis that we are living at the moment?

I bet HALF of the European population died by now. And I don't blame the "rats" for bringing this disease to us. I seriously don't blame them. I actually blame the humans, but this is for another...hour

Doctor's POV

I finish writing this letter, It's not my lack of motivation nor my mixed emotions. It's actually..me running out of black ink. I growl as I realised I didn't have any other pot of black ink and I get up to stretch; I look out of the window to see my neighborhood, everything calm as always. I don't get why and how the disease hasn't ended up here yet, but I'm glad that I don't have to worry about it at all. Actually, I do. I'm a Doctor, I need to cure these patients so they'll be able to see their family again. I mean, It's not like its my business after all.

I open the door and silently walk to the nearest store, while I ignore some of my neighbors looking weirdly at me, I don't really care after all.

I open the door of the store, no one's here, as usual. I walk up to the shelf of ink, and grabs one of them. I close my eyes as I accidentally bump into someone who is apparently shorter than me.

"E-Excuse me..." - I murmured, I open my eyes to see a blonde girl in front of me. I don't really mind her at all.

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