Trypsin Monologue Letters
12/12/14
Dear Larry,
You did it again, and I could not take it anymore. All the pain, all the heartache, and the years of trying to be everything you ever wanted just for it to never be enough. What did she have that made her more worthy? What did she do to make you leave me? I’ve cried over it for too many nights, enough of the tears. I finally woke up. I finally realized that you didn’t deserve the life I was trying to build with you. It’s finally time for me to change the game. It’s finally time for you to feel like pain that you’ve caused me. By any means necessary.
Sitting in Microbiology one day I heard something that struck me. I was in a daze when I heard my professor say that viruses work by changing the genetic profile of a cell. …show more content…
That a virus can do things such as change the shape of receptor binding sites of enzymes and proteins. This got me to thinking about how I could create a virus to inflict so much pain and agony on you. I started thinking that I could create something that would make you suffer a long, slow death the same way you’ve caused me such long agonizing emotional distress. I started thinking how awesome it would be to have you die from the inside out. Yea! That was it. A flesh eating virus that would start from deep inside of you.
Do you remember that day you went to the doctor’s for your flu shot? Think about it, you saw me leave right before you entered the building. I know you didn’t think anything of it because we have the same provider but you honestly should’ve been more suspicious. While I was there, I injected the Influenza vaccine bottle with my own concoction. A little virus I like to call Death to the Devil. I know not too long after that visit you began to notice some changes and started having health problems. I know that you and the doctor blamed it on a bad batch of flu vaccine, but I am going to tell you the true cause. I’m going to tell you exactly how Death to the Devil works.
Let’s go back to a couple of days after your vaccination appointment. Remember you started feeling a little weak, like you didn’t have enough strength to function. You summed it up to a side effect of the vaccine. You thought it would go away but to your surprise it didn’t. Kind of reminds me of the first time you cheated. I thought it was a phase you’d outgrow and that it would go away but you never changed. Remember how within a few weeks you began to have problems with your breathing? You couldn’t figure it out because you’ve never smoked and you didn’t have a history of respiratory issues. All of that just like the suffocation I felt with every text message I read, every picture I saw. I couldn’t breathe. Well let me tell you, you’ll no longer take my breath but I’ll snatch yours without a second thought. You see my creation caused the proteins in your body to start to be attacked by its very own secretion.
The enzymes meant to digest your food and nourish you turned on you and started eating your body instead. In your bloodstream was a virus that was very specific to Alpha-1 Antitrypsin, the substance that inactivates Trypsin, Chymotrypsin, and Neutrophil Elastase. I know that’s all Chinese to you but you’ll soon understand. I decided to play a game with you, the same way you played games with me. I decided to trick your body into thinking it was doing what it was supposed to. My virus found and bound itself to the Alpha-1 Antitrypsin making it think it was binding to the enzymes it was meant for. I chuckled at myself when I heard the doctors diagnosed you with Alpha-1 Antitrypsin deficiency, a genetic disorder. How foolish were these doctors to diagnose a genetic disorder without doing genetic testing? But hey, it really didn’t matter to me, my plan was working. Over time, the build-up of Trypsin and uncontrolled Neutrophils destroyed your body. Suddenly you’re bleeding excessively, you’re sick from an excess of toxins, and your liver is shot. That was me. You can’t breathe, your lungs won’t take in the air you need and you need continuous oxygen to survive. Your lungs are destroyed and you can thank me. But you see I know that you took your last breath you knew it was me. Your dying words, in that hospital bed, with me standing by your side like I cared were exactly what again? I do believe my dear that they were “You sneaky little
b….”
See you in Eternal Hell My Love!
Dear Larry,
You did it again, and I could not take it anymore. All the pain, all the heartache, and the years of trying to be everything you ever wanted just for it to never be enough. What did she have that made her more worthy? What did she do to make you leave me? I’ve cried over it for too many nights, enough of the tears. I finally woke up. I finally realized that you didn’t deserve the life I was trying to build with you. It’s finally time for me to change the game. It’s finally time for you to feel like pain that you’ve caused me. By any means necessary.
Sitting in Microbiology one day I heard something that struck me. I was in a daze when I heard my professor say that viruses work by changing the genetic profile of a cell. …show more content…
That a virus can do things such as change the shape of receptor binding sites of enzymes and proteins. This got me to thinking about how I could create a virus to inflict so much pain and agony on you. I started thinking that I could create something that would make you suffer a long, slow death the same way you’ve caused me such long agonizing emotional distress. I started thinking how awesome it would be to have you die from the inside out. Yea! That was it. A flesh eating virus that would start from deep inside of you.
Do you remember that day you went to the doctor’s for your flu shot? Think about it, you saw me leave right before you entered the building. I know you didn’t think anything of it because we have the same provider but you honestly should’ve been more suspicious. While I was there, I injected the Influenza vaccine bottle with my own concoction. A little virus I like to call Death to the Devil. I know not too long after that visit you began to notice some changes and started having health problems. I know that you and the doctor blamed it on a bad batch of flu vaccine, but I am going to tell you the true cause. I’m going to tell you exactly how Death to the Devil works.
Let’s go back to a couple of days after your vaccination appointment. Remember you started feeling a little weak, like you didn’t have enough strength to function. You summed it up to a side effect of the vaccine. You thought it would go away but to your surprise it didn’t. Kind of reminds me of the first time you cheated. I thought it was a phase you’d outgrow and that it would go away but you never changed. Remember how within a few weeks you began to have problems with your breathing? You couldn’t figure it out because you’ve never smoked and you didn’t have a history of respiratory issues. All of that just like the suffocation I felt with every text message I read, every picture I saw. I couldn’t breathe. Well let me tell you, you’ll no longer take my breath but I’ll snatch yours without a second thought. You see my creation caused the proteins in your body to start to be attacked by its very own secretion.
The enzymes meant to digest your food and nourish you turned on you and started eating your body instead. In your bloodstream was a virus that was very specific to Alpha-1 Antitrypsin, the substance that inactivates Trypsin, Chymotrypsin, and Neutrophil Elastase. I know that’s all Chinese to you but you’ll soon understand. I decided to play a game with you, the same way you played games with me. I decided to trick your body into thinking it was doing what it was supposed to. My virus found and bound itself to the Alpha-1 Antitrypsin making it think it was binding to the enzymes it was meant for. I chuckled at myself when I heard the doctors diagnosed you with Alpha-1 Antitrypsin deficiency, a genetic disorder. How foolish were these doctors to diagnose a genetic disorder without doing genetic testing? But hey, it really didn’t matter to me, my plan was working. Over time, the build-up of Trypsin and uncontrolled Neutrophils destroyed your body. Suddenly you’re bleeding excessively, you’re sick from an excess of toxins, and your liver is shot. That was me. You can’t breathe, your lungs won’t take in the air you need and you need continuous oxygen to survive. Your lungs are destroyed and you can thank me. But you see I know that you took your last breath you knew it was me. Your dying words, in that hospital bed, with me standing by your side like I cared were exactly what again? I do believe my dear that they were “You sneaky little
b….”
See you in Eternal Hell My Love!