Welcome to California. The year is 2019 and the hydrogen wars are over. I just got back from what was Texas. I moved to Texas in 2011 after graduation and have been coming back to Cali to visit my best friend two times a year.

I wish I could say this will be a fun visit but she lives in zone 3 and the BLInd draculoids are everywhere. I was once a BLInd test subject, I escaped before I became a draculoid myself and now I have to watch my back more. Nothing is a choice there everything is injectable or in pill form. Eventually they control all of your emotions and that gives them complete control over you. Better Living my ass. There is a reason there initials spell "blind".

So anyway back to my friend. I haven't heard from her in over a month. The last letter I received she said the draculoids set up camp not far from her home. I guess you can say I'm here with wishful thinking. But I belong here in California. My 8 years in Texas are nothing compared to my life time in Cali. Most don't get out of BLInd in human form, that is if they get out at all. Of course it is a horrible feeling when you kill a draculoid and pull off its mask and find that it used to be your best friend, or your cousin, or even or brother. Unless you have done that you will just have to take my word for it.

I'll never understand why the good guys die. This all sounds like a really bad horror movie or some weird ass nightmare I can't wake up from, and believe me I wish it was. Just about all of us wish it was. Well everyone who can still wish anyway.

I'm in Zone 4 right now, I'm hoping to make it to zone 3 tomorrow seeing as it's getting late. My only hope is that someone will get hold of this and share my story. Tomorrow should be Thanksgiving, and this is my first trip out here this year. About an hour ago I came across a draculoid who was unarmed; I killed him and found batteries. I once again have my music to keep me sane. My Chemical Romance keeps me carrying on.

Stupid draculoids are lucky most killjoys have been ghosted or they would be ghosted. It's almost nightfall now and I have to watch my back. Let's hope I don't get ghosted tonight. Hope all of you killjoys out there survive another night. Remember to live each day as your last. It might just be.

Good night killjoys.

-Bella Muerte Rae


I know it's been awhile since I posted. My thumb drive got a virus and i lost everything. then i went to Texas and I wrote this on the plane ride home, none of this was written on the ground. It is special I guess. I hope you enjoy. I'm not sure if I should write more. Please leave me a review and let me know if you think I should.