Desperate Times, Difficult Choices

I had to kill another survivor today, based upon two confirmed reports by trusted fellow survivors who have shared their safehouse with me. I have shared space with these good folks for several weeks without incident. We have even discussed ideals and had disagreements amongst us over the role govenment ought to play in Malton (if any!)

It gave me no pleasure to take this person's life, yet I heard myself, high on an adrenal rush, proclaiming my successful kill to my comrades and celebrating the event (!) And why not? With so little left to celebrate - why not celebrate the demise of an individual who increased the suffering experienced by those he encountered. Why not celebrate a respite from the threat of one more degenerate PK'er? Perhaps a moment of celebration is in order.

But now, once the surge of adrenalin has passed, I can't help but think "There but for the grace of God go I..." This unfortunate individual was embittered and angry. We have all lost contact with our friends and family during this time of crisis, or lost them altogether. The only thing we cannot afford to lose is the hope that sustains our will to live and help those around us survive.

Did this PK'er have to die? To protect the living, I believe that I did what was necessary, and I would do so again if necessary. All life has value. Please join me in a moment of silence to honour the life of one considered worthless (even though we know better).

...and if you dare, pray that the hopeless find hope in the chaos around us.