This is The End

It’s come to this, then. He really made me work for it, but I finally killed him. They will find me soon - how could they not?

I’d say I don’t regret it, but certainty is for children.

The children we were. The children you were. I hope that you both get a chance to read this. It is a slim hope.

But it’s all I have now. Here, at the end. Before it all catches up with me.

Let me tell you my story.