NFTF: Missed Missive III

[The following was pinned to a log a few miles Northwest of the compound; alas, gunfire is distracting or Veronica would have seen it. Less subtle means should be employed from here on.]

Veronica,

Iron Rachel is looking for you. She knows you're coming. Prepare yourself. Kill her by any means necessary, and while she's dead pin her down with silver. Pin her. Salt her. Garlic her. Rose her. I've explained all that to you before, trust your intuition and go with your gut. She is an infection, a spiritual Typhoid Mary. Anything she touches, any living thing, may possibly be corrupted by her. 

Whatever you do, do not allow her to fuck an oak tree. I know that seems silly, but watch out for it. The result is ravenous, splintery doom. It will approach from behind and nothing in your arsenal can stop it.

Run, now. I hope to see you soon.

E