Jack,  this is my very last letter to you.  You were turned into a monster, and i have proof i'm looking at you and you're looking at me with those glowing green eyes.  I just don't understand how this could've happened.  You're not the monster Jack, i'm the real monster we swore to protect you, and i couldn't even do that.  Please except my apology.  I look at you in your "monster yard"  and you're actually looking at me.  How is it even possible, it's like you still know i'm looking out for you.  It's impossible to know that though.  Oh, Jack why did you have to be the one to go.  If there was an option i'd choose you to keep us all going over and over again until this world doesnt work anymore, but the doctors have to put you all down because were in danger just having you around.  So i'm very sorry Jack, but for us to live you monsters must die.  I know it's tiring, but I will always love you with all my heart, and even when your gone I know you will love me too.  We had so much just between the two of us that I can't believe one of us won't get to see the end of this apocolypse.  In fact if everything goes right neither of us will.  Because without you I am nothing.  Without you I mine as well be the dust of the earth with bits of stone and trash thrown in with it.  I'm so very sorry you don't get to see the world I do, but maybe you do, and it's just the only thing you know how to do it attack.  I'm planning to die in 6 months after i've brought one good thing into this world.  Hoping I will leave our son with a chance at a great future.  I will leave a note with expectations of how I know you will want him to be raised.  Even though neither of us will be there someone will still raise him right, I know in my soul this is true.