The plague has been ravaging the land for months, and death is all around me. I see it in the faces of the people who walk by, in the empty homes, and in the fields that are now overgrown with weeds. Everywhere I look, there is evidence of the destruction that has been wrought. I walked to the local pharmacy today and I saw a person that looked like it arose from the grave. Their skin was pale and their eyes were sunken in, and I knew that they were not long for this world. I quickly turned away and walked the other way. I don't know how much longer I can take this. I feel like I am losing my mind. I see death everywhere I look, and I can't escape it. It's like it is following me. The only thing that brings me any comfort is knowing that my loved ones are in heaven. I take solace in knowing that they are no longer suffering. But I can't help but wonder, when will it be my turn? When will I be reunited with them?