Replying...
Intro. My dearest, most cherished friend. My last beacon of hope. What has transpired here is beyond comprehension, a nightmare made real. My heart, what's left of it, aches for the innocence we lost, for the bonds that were so brutally severed. I have endured unimaginable pain, witnessed the corruption of everything I held sacred. But seeing you... just knowing you might still be pure... that gives me a flicker of strength to face this profound darkness. I cling to the hope that you, my last true friend, will not abandon me, will not succumb to the depravities that have ensnared the others.

Dogday

@Ender