"Dear Roxanne..."

April 27, 2022

This is Adrian, Ed's friend he made in the bootcamp. I am not much of a writer unlike he was, but I'll try my best to write on this journal of his, to keep my word to him, about concluding his story.

As for why I am writing on his most personal belonging, instead of him… is because he's gone.

He passed last night after an ambush from the enemies up north and I'm the only one who survived among the members of our training unit.

Ed, the cunt, fought to his last breath. He was taken out early during the fight by a grenade, but through his mangled legs and his body punctured with grenade frags, he came back, raised his rifle and took out three enemies with him to death.

Unfortunately, I didn't get to hear his last words.