Dear John,
I'm sending this email from the Woodbury Army of Resurrection community that I and Maggie joined a couple of days ago. This is the best thing that has happened to me in my whole life. Don't laugh at me. I've never been so serious. People here are terribly nice and welcoming. And their leader Philip Blake is the greatest man in the history of the mankind. You should have heard him giving a speech at the gathering last evening. It was magnificent, inspiring and glorious. I'm still under a huge impression. I can't shake off this feeling: I'm buzzing with excitement. There is a valid reason why they call him The Governor.
We were so wrong to ever believe in all the horrible things they'd been spreading in the media about this amazing community. The Governor is trying so hard to bring some light to our dull and shallow existence. The accusations that you may have heard are simply ridiculous and unjust. I've never known a person with such selfless and noble intentions. The sole purpose of his life is to make this world better, to bring back the loved ones that people have lost.
Did you know how tragic his past is? Well, he lost his young wife and daughter in a car crash almost fifteen years ago. His daughter was in a coma for almost a year until the doctors declared her brain dead. The Governor is convinced that they were wrong. On the bright side, there is a chance to revive her now and I have an opportunity to take part in this miraculous occasion.
I've also changed my mind about Merle Dixon and Martinez. I've met them both here. Isn't that an interesting coincidence? Anyway. They are quite fun and friendly guys, once you get to know them closely. Merle has some hidden talents as it turns out. He baked a cake with pink frosting for dinner on our first day here. It was delicious, btw.
Speaking of food, that reminds me.
Hershel Eats a Lot of Pizzas! Maggie's concerned about her father's diet, while she is away from home. Something must be done about it. That's definitely not healthy. You know what would be better for him? Sandwiches with Olives and Salmon! They taste fantastic. Trust me on this. And they're good for one's heart.
Alas, I must run now. Pardon brievete et paper. Maggie and I are having a private meeting with the Governor in half an hour. I should prepare myself and change into something more appropriate for this honorable occasion.
Yours, soon to be enlightened, Glenn Rhee.
PS. There is a possibility that we may never see each other again. I'm thinking of quitting college and staying here permanently. I just want to you to know that I'm grateful for having you in my life and want to make sure that there are no hard feelings between us. I sincerely cherish our friendship and hope that you have only good memories of me.
A/N: Thank you for reading! :)
Sorry that this chapter is so short and may seem really crazy at first sight but don't worry - everything will be explained in the next chapter. Also, there are two hidden riddles in the text. A little hint: capitalization is not random.
Update: I'm sorry, I haven't updated for so long but I assure those of my readers that haven't given up on this fic that this fic is not dead - I am working on the last two chapters and, hopefully, they should be ready by the end of May. Thank you for being so awesome and patient!