jueves, 19 de febrero de 2015

Run.

My dearest friend, I received your letter. I'm afraid I must tell you that you cannot join us. I don't want you to feel bad about it, you can still talk to me.
 You're not what we are looking for, you wouldn't last a day with us. You are too weak, too sentimental, you don't belong with us. This place, you don't get to choose to be here. It chooses you. Believe me when I tell you that I'm doing you a favour, Im saving your life... and your soul.
Your blood's different, so is your spirit, be GLAD! be THANKFUL! 
The things we do in here... the secret life we have to keep, it's a lot of hard work and devotion. 
I'm sending this letter to you so you can escape from them, from us. I'm giving you a chance to LIVE. Take it.
Now run before they get you. Believe me they will.
As soon as I give them the order.