You know, I've lost friends and... Family before... To see em in a coffin, looking so peaceful... It's strange now... I never seen a man die right in front of me like that... I just... It's funny, when as the funeral for my papaw, I was looking at him in the casket and... Well... Looking back on it, he was peaceful and... It felt like he had gone to a better place. But Silas? That was... It was just... So much worse. It was horrible. That ain't how a man should die. No man deserves to die like that. God help him. God... Wipe that memory from my brain... I don't want to keep seeing the blood and those... Those Demons. Those hellspawned bastards.
Echo isn't really taking it well. Lotta reasons I think. I don't think he's as bothered with the... How of Silas' death. He seems torn up about the fact of it. That was his uncle, and they seemed pretty close. But what's more is the fact he was Echo's last hope. I didn't really know what to expect myself, but Echo seemed convinced this would be how he solves this problem. So we pretty much got no direction now. No hope.
I think hope was what we were running on. Might a been foolish of us. But... underneath all the negativity and fear was a little bit of hope that we could get outta this alive. But watching a man get killed like that it... It just sucks the hope right out of ya. Just replaces it with a... Feeling. A dark and empty feeling, just crushing you down beneath it.
We ain't even risking sleeping in hotels now. Just sleep in the van, keys in the ignition and one foot on the pedal. Tall Bastard and those murdering demons ain't shown up since the fire, but it's only a matter o time...
We need help. I don't know if anyone out there reading this can do it, but we need help. Please. Please help us. Please.