Dear Juliet,

Autumn has come, and it is starting to get cold in this house. But I have to stay, as I have no place to go. And, I just couldn't leave the girl you know. In fact, it has started to smell badly here. A sweet, rotten smell. The smell you know I am obsessed with. De smell of dead flesh.
Do you want to know a secret Juliet?
I actually took her out of the trunk last night, and laid her next to me on the floor. Her lips was so blue, she was beautiful. The sun went down and shined through the window on her golden red hair. I could not stop smiling whilst I held her hand. I sang lullabies for her, and then I fell asleep.

Juliet, can we meet up any day soon at the cottage where we used to play as children? I'd like to show you something there. But I can't tell you what it is right now. All I can say is that I promise you that it is not a body. I hope you do believe me. I've realised that killing is not everything. I can live without the blood, as long as I am strong enough. But I'm not sure if I am. Not without you, Juliet.

I did tell him last Monday, by the way. He hit me so hard I fell down on the floor, my lip started to bleed. That was the only good thing. The taste of blood. I took some blood on my finger and wrote 'Fuck You!' on the window whilst he rushed out. He saw it and broke the window into pieces.
He asked about you as well, I think he found the letters. But that's okay, I'm better off without him anyway. All I care about is you, my love. I just wish we could live together, run away from town far far away.

Can you believe it's 1908 soon? I do wanna celebrate the new year with you. I'd hold you in my arms and make you feel better.
Tell me Juliet, what does the doctors say? Is it very lonesome at the Hospital?

I will write to you again soon, I need to go and find some wood for the fire now.

Your Alice