She is my only sanity. I don't think I can live without her...On the topic, my name is Alexander Richards, the last "survivor" of the incident. I miss her...
I'm absolutely devastated, the incident happened in 1995, at the school in Ontario, Toronto.
Here is the story, I was at the school with my girlfriend, who I love very much.
Every day I would visit her. Until this happened.
At October 15, 1995. A Giant Earthquake Happened.
Remembering back. We ran as far away as we could.
Don't know what happened really. But a giant beast attacked us.
Underestimating the beast, we attacked it.
Like you would suspect. My girlfriend died.
I was mad. So I grabbed a fallen wood piece of debris and attacked it, pounding in its skull.
Killing the beast was satisfying as ever. The beast killed my girlfriend. So it payed.
Every-time I think of that night, I believe the beast said something,
Maybe I'm hallucinating. But I might be right
Us, we were a pair. Until that beast showed up.
Don't think that it was just a normal earthquake.
Keeping alive was a really hard thing. Now I'm the last survivor.
I think because they all were murdered. Something wants to kill them
Plus. I think I know what the beast said. It went something like this,
"Special. Aren't we? you will check the first letter of each paragraph in something you will write in the future"