End of Consciousness

I feel like my entire body is a mouth, more precisely, like I have taste buds all over my body, the air tastes so clear, never has my sense of taste been so strong. My body and my brain are both telling me that it's time to become one of those monsters roaming everywhere. I'm just lying here in the back of a cargo van with the doors closed, the walls and roof giving me a sense of security. Coming all the way here from the town of Alkirk, it was obvious that places with fewer people were safer. Sister Jill Tyler, Miss Sarah Heyward and that bastard Hayden Kilgore all became...monstrous. It's easier for bastards to become demons, I think. Hayden saw the mad Sister Jill as a "holy angel." Even Sarah was brainwashed by their prayers. Hayden is not Hayden, but "Shark," Sarah is not Sarah, but "Thorn." Ohhhh, what's happening to my head? I've been lingering here for almost a year, just not wanting to die, but now I can't hold on anymore. I think this is the end of my mind. The end of Nellie Gose...