I am alone; my only companion a talking dog. I remember when everything was fun, when my canine companion joked and cared only about stuffing his face with Shaggy.
Ah, Shaggy; what I wouldn't give to see him again. What I wouldn't give to hear his laugh, to see his goofy grin, to roll my eyes at his stupidity.
It was his stupidity that got him in the end – poor Shaggy, who ran into the water to save him-self from the fire. Poor Shaggy, who forgot about the water serpent; who got dragged to the bottom of the lake and never came back up, like he always did at the last minute…
Fred and Daphne went down together, as we all knew they would. The loss of Shaggy made them careless, zombie-like; they didn't even realise the werewolves were coming until their limbs started disappearing.
I still imagine I can see Daphne running past me, Fred reassuring her even as they took his arms. She wouldn't even stay with him until the end.
I don't want to do this anymore; I can't, I wont continue on in this foolish charade. I've become so paranoid, it's ruining my already shredded life; I can't sleep for fear of dreaming, I can't eat for fear of poison.
Scooby doesn't even talk anymore, just growls at everything. Sometimes I think he doesn't even know me; it's almost like he's using me now only for shelter; he doesn't even need my protection anymore. Long gone are the days when Scooby would run away from danger. Now it seems almost like he goes looking for it, like he's trying to find something dangerous enough to put an end to his misery. Sometimes I think I catch myself doing the same. Sometimes I catch myself picking up a knife; and when I wake up again, I am bleeding.
I've become a monster; I no longer care whether what lays dead at my feet is a supernatural beast or a human corpse. I am alive, but I am dead inside; I feel no pain, no remorse, no joy. I know only the hollow ache of loneliness, that unbearable chill in my chest. I may be a monster; I may be an empty, murderous bitch; but I have known love and joy, and that makes me just as human as you. But beware – there is evil out there, and only a greater cruelty can defeat it.
I am that cruelty.