Damali's Journal: Volume Two

By

L. A. Banks

I think Im loosing my mind. I heard the man die. What am I saying? Carlos Rivera was dead when I last saw him. CorrectionI heard him go down heard them silence his voice. Hes extinct. And what Im feeling is beyond loss its phantom memory, reflex agony. Forever is a very long time for somebody to be gone.

I cant wipe out enough vamps to replace him, still cant sleep at night. Im now like the walking deadno feeling, just fury, raw, unadulterated anger rage so deep that Im scaring myself. The team said we beat Hell. Theyre wrong. Im the living dead in the middle of Hell with no way out

But every night, when a stare up at the moon, its almost as though I can hear him whispering my name. So I just have to keep my blade sharp and ride. I cant bring him back, not sure that Id want to if I could Marlene probably knows how tobut how crazy would that be? And if I did, then what? I have to laugh at myself if Carlos Rivera ever came back from the dead, it would be all over. Id wake it with fangs, no doubt cause thered be no way to resist him this time around. 


 
