Finally I was able, after 10 days lost in woods mountains, lakes and deserts, to find some civilization.
There is no trace of who has destroyed my life, who has killed my wife, Marie, and my two beloved sons, Adam and Claire.
My wife was the most beautiful creature that ever existed in this world. Her raven hair shone all day, from the moment I met her. Both were young, and she was the lady another gentleman. A petty man, egocentric and pedant who only want to use as sexual objects, while mocking her in public and physically and psychologically abused her in private. I never could arm myself with courage to declare my love, I was a coward, while seen as suffering at the hands of a petty jerk.
Marie found near the junction of the Trent and Neuse rivers, one of my favorite places to relax when I was young. It was then when I saw her: she was crying, her clothes torn and his face, a cardinal drew considerably on his right cheek. Even in this state, her beauty was dazzling. His thin oval face, besides the beautiful and thin nose, beautiful lips, humble but generous in quality content, and copper eyes ... most expressive eyes I've seen in my life and I would dare to give my life.
I steeled myself and began to approach her, seemed so vulnerable and helpless ... his whole body trembled involuntarily, both fear and cold. I felt helpless, not knowing what to do or to say ... just kept getting closer, as if hypnotized by its beauty. When at last I was at his side, who would become my wife looked at me as he wiped his eyes trying to show courage and bravery. I was finally face to face with Marie and did not know what to do, was completely blank, and only acted. I hugged her, giving words of love and affection, something that had not received by her mother, an alcoholic who only cared about having your drink ready and father, a con man who never met, who impregnated his mother and barely escaped had the opportunity to escape this responsibility.
A year after my encounter with her in the river, we got married. It was the happiest day of our lives, until the perpetrator impresentable wanted to spoil the wedding. Appeared in front of everyone, witnesses of his mad, crying and clinging to the leg of Marie, apologizing, insisting that please come back to him ... until I heard enough. Claws tore off the beast of the slim bride, while guests took him away, I always regret not having settled the matter at that time.
was two years until my beloved Marie gave birth to twins, a beautiful child, who called Adam, and a healthy and petite girl, who would appoint Claire, in honor of my mother.
It's time to continue my journey and my search, I am getting closer to discovering the truth, find out why I was the only survivor, why not remember anything that night ... and why was bathed in the blood of my family the night at my home, all I have ever known, burned, making the memories of my life to ashes.
- Marcus Daily, Day 11 -
I write this to you to understand more of my life. I think I found where it is, I've finally found him. I will fetch ... but I can not tell most of my life for a few days, I'll be totally disconnected from civilization. Will you be able to survive without knowing the truth for 9 days? Marcus
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