The second signs of the Maddness...008

The past couple of weeks have found me in a deep almost meditative state... ... ...in a dark place... ... ...sorounded by the walking dead... ... ... ...a strange craving for raw meat... ... ... ...what little rashinal thinking telling me to find something to prolong, pospone or even halt this horrid transformation... ... ... ...the almost soothing taste of fresh blood on my tounge... ... ... ...my left hand sitting in the jar on my lab table... ... ...the colective importance of the cause... ... ...the rush of killing those vile abominations... ... ... ...the redening of the world around me... ... ...an uncontrolable urge to rip the flesh from the living... ... ... ...I MUST find a cure... ... ...END