Infected Town: Series Two (Part 6)

Dear Alan and Elizabeth

You left Lisa’s phonr in a dumpster outsid e of Ellensburg. Thank you for this. She has been missing it. I should say, dhe **was*8 missing it. Oiry it is to0 late to give it back to her. Down low too slow.

We are using it tow write this. I am using it to write this. I will post it so you can find it. Desperation has driven us to thsi extent. But we habe things we need to discuss. Many important things theat wa=eigh every day on our mind. Why are you avoiding me? Are you scared? Do not be svared. Harming you is far from my thoughts.

Come back with me. Come home with us. Everyone misses you. Everyone is worried aboit you.. Z is a danger and a liar.

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For you, Elizabeth - Zzx will never look at youthat way again. We will protect her, Alan, as Z failed to protect Lisa. let her slip away, so sad. She loved her life with us, Alan, more than she loved you. , . Shediedhappy

I have heard you say the words, Alan, “don’t knock it until you try it.” You have tried to live like I do, but you do not remember. And now you reject it. Is this not the same thing? Live by your own advice, Alan.I promise, you enjoyed it immedsely. I enjoy it immensely. This life is everythung I wanted9. You will will neverforget. You will smile forever.

IWe wait for you in the damp and darkness. gods you loved it here. Remmeber? All you have to do is call.

I only want to mke you havpy. i have never wantd something so badly in my entire life.

I love you, Alan and Elixabethm Dean and Samantha.

FHiEnLdP me,sskscl;a PPPPPPLEEEEEEEEEEEEASEiamstillherelizzy kjdwc . . .wewlke lwqejjejedlc FIXTHIS

-Jessica

EDIT:

Alan here. Seriously, it's Alan. We still have our laptops with us. I was alerted to this post only when someone commented on it.

We did throw away Lisa's phone in Ellensburg. Lizzy convinced me to. It's plausible someone could have found it. Whether or not it's Jess is beyond me.

I can't comment on this letter right now. I just wanted to let you know we're still alive.

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