Stagnant Days
Sometimes days are becoming longer since patients are slowly decreasing as weeks go by. I can tell that we've reached a point where the plague became stagnant and very weak to anything since this could be an opportunity of curing this plague of the air but from what I've heard from the news in London I might pause this for a while since the doctors over in London are very busy at the moment. Well, I guess it's not a good time to discuss this matter since everyone is busy. From the minute I passed away from making a report a mailman came and gave me a letter. It seems that the letter is from Her Majesty and it seems that she wants me to make the execution of a spy that they captured from the inside. They can't be... Please, it's not a girl... After I skimmed the letter I found out that the person who I will execute is a male, thankfully. But I'm still worried about who is the person, please not Johnson... I left the house and went to the execution area where the captured spy is being held.
I arrived at the area seeing a man who begged his life for saying that he's not a spy and one of the guards punched him on the stomach, the suspect fell unto great pain with the harshness of the guards towards him. Seeing a person in pain like that is a common sight in my books since I've killed a lot of people under execution. And some did not like the way they died in a painful and horrible way by injecting a drug that destroys the internal organs by forcing all of the veins in that area to burst including their heart by means of my original drug called RedSky. The name behind it is because the last thing they would see is blood behind their eyes, making the body disposal a bit cleaner and less hassle than hanging the criminal or beheading the criminal. I know it's cruel but that's my talent when it comes to medicine, making medicine that will kill you instead of curing. After the execution I left with the same face I always have after each execution. Regrets is killing me but the weird thing is I just can't seem to kill myself after each execution the regrets are becoming a normal thing now making it easier to ignore after each execution but seeing that some had died without proof are a depending factor for people since they have no clue on what the man did to bring him to his grave. I return to the house after that.
The silence of the house, made me wonder the things when Helena was still alive and being with me I know its sad but it feels like back in Liverpool where I was the only one in my own house, with no one to talk to, no one to cling on, no one to feel good with. Helena was all of those and being a person who'll scold you if you are not satisfied with the best you've done she'll always say that "Everything you do with the greatest in your books is a masterpiece of its self. So don't stop making the best or else you'll not grow the person you wanted to." That said, she said that to motivate me to create a medicine that will not kill someone for once. And that happened and I became happy with it and I still experiment with more medicine to make even more helpful medicine that hopefully not kill a person or else I can hear Helena's scolding in my head just like the time when I was
experimenting with medicine. I also received some letters from Johnson from his outpost in the border seeing that the enemy is having a base outside the border is a very concerning factor for us so we prepared some of the last soldiers for us to defend the border from the enemies that are trying to enter the country. But the rest of the day was pretty boring, to be honest. Nothing
big had happened yet and Julie is still doing her search for the Queen that is still within the castle. And I think that the Faker we have currently is plotting something that uses a lot of guards because the castle became more open than before and that may open up a lot of more questions I hope Julie is safe.