

Tom,
If you’re reading this, then I am dead. Somewhere in this house is a vampire, he’s the one I’ve always been searching for. He was there when I became this creature and tonight, I try to kill him. If I had, I would have been able to stop. But I wasn’t doing this for me, or the man I killed two months ago or even your parents, this was for you. My Tom. This must be the final act.
Tom, I want you to live a different life now, one that’s decent. You see, we’ve lost everything that was harmless and mundane. When I sat down to write this I realized I’d forgotten how to hold a pen, it’s been so long since I did something so ordinary. I was selfish, I turned you into a weapon for my own war. The things I’ve asked you to do, they make me ashamed. Let it end. I want you to be human now, stop this chaotic violent life. Make this the end of that story. I died tonight, but don’t avenge me. It’s getting dark, I have to go. Always know that I love you, Tom. I wish I really had been your father.
Your Comrade,
Anthony Michael McNair

