CONFESSIONS

Hello. I’m the Glass Man.

I’m going to Hell.

Many in my situation would argue that I’m already there, but what I’ve done... It’s quite frankly unforgivable.

I’m not a badass cop who’s ready to kick ass and take names. I’m not an ex-legionnaire in the army of darkness. I’m neither sage or guardian, warrior or scientist.

What I am, you see, is a bastard.

I’ve infected up to a dozen people, even though I knew the risk of what I was telling them. I watched them drink up my tales of horror and mischief. I spoke eagerly with them after each one watched the footage. And I thrived on it. I loved it.

Of course, I couldn’t be certain. It hadn’t been long enough to know that what I had heard was true. That by hearing it, I had become infected.

And now he’s watching me, and everyone I’ve told is going to die.
I’m sorry, but I didn’t want to be alone.