[handwriting very deliberately disguised]

[sheisthecause.livejournal.com]

Let's say I went for an evening stroll in Doyleton on Saturday and got bitten. Now the wound is infected, but the real trouble is that I feel more aggressive than usual, especially at night. Not to mention [several illegible strikeouts] hungrier.

Somebody here must watch horror movies. Is there any way to treat these symptoms?

[Added after exchange with Aidou]: It hasn't gotten any better since the first night.

Comments

[anon]

[himetsuru.livejournal.com]

Removing the head only worked for the early ones in that town. The rest had to have their brain destroyed.

I appreciate you finally getting off the movies. Allow me to give you some information in return. Those with a strong enough will can contain the beast within and choose not to feed. It just fucking sucks.

Re: [anon]

[kindalikedit]

Yeah, I'll believe it when I see it.

And "beast within"? This ain't a poetry contest.

[There's a growing inkblot since Dean's just noticed what's Sam's handwriting further down. He's abandoned the conversation to stalk track it]

[anon]

[himetsuru.livejournal.com]

I don't fucking write poetry.

Being infected by these things isn't the same as being one of them. It's different. You can feel the predator inside you rearing its head and scenting its prey. You can either let instinct take over or you contain it.