Charlotte/Transcript

Good day! I don't think you know me, but from what I've heard, it seems that you and I are the last people in this town who are still not infected with the virus.

I am the owner of a pastry shop not far from where your cell is. But as I don't want to get infected, I cannot sell my pastries to anyone anymore. Except you. I would really appreciate it if you could come visit me sometime, and maybe have a cup of tea.

By the way, my name is Charlotte. Nice you meet you.

I'm very sorry if I came off as too eager in my last letters to you. Fact is, I haven't really had much contact with people anymore lately. Please forgive me if I made you feel uncomfortable.

It's a nice evening, isn't it? I hope you have a nice sleep.

The world has become such a quiet place...

So many people are dying... I watch them choke to death from my pastry shop's window... Doctor Money has started selling some kind of antidote... but I don't trust him.

I will not leave my shop. As much as the loneliness pains me, I need to remain here.'

I found this poster in my attic. I thought it might cheer you up... then again it's not very cheerful. Maybe you want it anyway thought... (Comes with potser)

Did you get the Doctor's message? I am increasingly concerned by the way he is ignoring the people's obvious suffering... The antidote he was talking about is only being sold at a ludicrous price... He does not mean well.

The doctor has lowered the price of the antidote. However, it seems to cause various vital organs to fail. People are now not only dying from the virus, but also from the Doctor's cure. I am terrified. -Charlotte

Most of my cakes have gone bad. I just hope all this is over soon... I'm not sure how long I can live all alone. I wish I could come visit you.

I hope you are getting these letters. I'm guessing you just can't respond. Do letters still get delivered in times like these? I hope so. ...Are you even still alive?

These streets used to be so lively... Now they are just silent

I hope my old gramophone is in my basement... Perhaps it is time to break the silence..?

How much of the outside world can you hear in your cell? How high are you even up? I guess I can't know. Just listen closely...

Could you hear it from up there? I turned it up extra loud for you. There's no better times that these for a little music... And yet I feel lonely (Gramophone music plays shortly before receiving this letter)

Of course I could play the music again ...But is it worth it? It will never be the same magical moment again

That one moment Inbetween all of the dreary ones

This can't go on forever...

I don't even know how many people are dead... I am afraid to look. I can only see what's outside my window... And i see nothing but blood... I think I am alone.

Everyone is dead

The city's lights are going out

The town has no electricity anymore. The only lights I see are coming from the prison.

One more day

Tomorrow evening

Until then You must come here

I will wait here

If you cant make it... well... I feat this world has no place for me anymore

I am awaiting your arrival. Until then... Here's a cake I made for you. (Comes with cake, which is placed on Salvadore's table)

I hope you like it

Are you coming?

Please tell me that you'll come...

I am so lonely...

I'm sorry, friend...

I'm sorry. (blood covered)


 * Final letter in her shop

To my only friend, when you're reading this, I will already be dead.

My shop will probably look quite messy...

I have decided that I'll go to the back room to die, so you don't have to look at my corpse

I'm sorry I couldn't be more patient in waiting for you

but that doesn't matter now

what matters its that you're here against all odds you managed to escape the prison

I'm aware that this may seem like a bad ending to the story but you're still here

''you're here, and I will have baked another cake for you. I'm not sure how fresh it will be when you find this, as for all I know you never will, but I hope you enjoy it anyway. ''

I wish you the best of luck.

Charlotte