Dear Agony,

                      I know that when this letter reaches you, you'll be long dead. I guess it was stupid to grab a pen and paper the day you were kicking the bucket, huh?

I hope there is an afterlife for you. Not one ruled by a God and his dutiful angels, or one with a anger filled man dressed with cut throat horns, but a peaceful one. Maybe in that afterlife you can read this letter. 

I want you to know that even if you think of yourself as a monster (those men had it coming to them), I don't. I think of you as someone who got dealt the wrong hand in the card game of life.

I need for you to know that I'm forever grateful for what these letters gave me. You gave me someone to confide in, even if there wasn't much secret spilling and more arguing. You gave me someone to trust.

I can't thank you enough for that.

Through these letters you've taught me that yes, I've killed people, and that it's not something I'll probably ever get over, but that it's the way you spend the rest of your life that counts. I know you never told me that directly; I'd just like to think that these letters were some sort of redemption for you too.

I also want you to know that I'm now sober. Go figure. It took a hell of a load of work but I did it, and I wish I could tell you this in person so that I could get a rare expression of affection from you.

These letters also made me come to the realisation that yes, my sister is dead. And so are many others on the planet. Their loved ones had a way to battle the grief and I think I've discovered my military tactic. To avenge not only her, but others too. I don't know how, but I will.

From,

           George

P.S By telling you my real name I'm kind of hoping you'll come back from the dead and kick my ass. There's no point pretending to be called Aaron anymore, I don't even know where that came from to be honest.

P.P.S I feel ashamed that I told you that I didn't want to know everything about you. I now mourn all of the things I could've known. We're both fools.

Goodbye, friend.