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My eyes widened as I patted my own face and the rest of my body. I'm still alive, aren't I? I can't die yet. thoughts in my mind. My tears started to flow, "I'm still alive, aren't I? You can still hear me and see me, right?" I asked him. "No, you're not alive Lee." "No, you're not alive Lee." I heard him answer so I cried even more. "What!? It's not possible! I can't die yet! What the hell are you talking about?! Take back what you said! If I'm dead, then why are you still seeing me?!" I moaned while crying.

Am I dead? I stumbled and fell on my two hands resulting in injuring them. I was flabbergasted by the awkwardness of the situation. I didn’t feel like a dying person or a dead one. I was injured by a simple fall; that means that I am still alive. Right now, I cannot leave without my body. I pivoted on a whim and spotted a ghost floating in front of me. « Do I seem like I am presenting a show? If you don’t look around I’ll get your eyes out and cook them then I’ll feed the infected with them, » I said.

"That will do, Ed if she can say that before your parents. An obstacle between us will be cleared off." But, he didn't answer. Instead, he reached for the heavy velvet curtain and pulled it shut, saying arrogantly, "A little sunburn will do nothing to you until you decide what's best for you, Sonya." He was leaving me to ash! He didn't know after rebirth my strength was weekend and I could not tolerate sun as much as I used to. I collapsed against the door, the rays hitting my shoulders like molten lead. I closed my eyes, bracing for the familiar agony of my previous death, when suddenly, a shadow, massive and cold, fell over me.

I question myself, as if there might be a mystical response floating in the air, "Am I still alive?" The silence that greets my question is deafening, mocking. I strain my ears, desperate for any sign of life, but all I hear is the ragged sound of my own breathing. My heart pounds in my chest, each beat a painful reminder that I am, indeed, still alive. But at what cost?

Kael and Rian marks humming faintly across from me, the curse’s new anchors. If I wanted them to help me cut the last threads, I couldn’t keep hiding which knots I’d already tied. “I died,” I said. The word dropped into the room like a stone. “I don’t mean metaphorically,” I added, as they all stared. “Not ‘I felt dead inside,’ not ‘my old life ended.’ I mean… I died. On that stage. With a collar on my throat and a dart in my chest. I remember my heart stopping.” Theron’s fingers tightened on the edge of the table.

My soul is being ripped to shreds, I feel like I am dying a most excruciating death. My vision blurs, my soul continues being stripped. There’s a sudden howl coming from somewhere, and then my world goes completely dark.

“No chance of that. I like to live in reality, not some trumped-up fake world.” “What’s fake about people we love dying? What’s fake about a tiny baby fighting for a chance at life while you’re out wasting yours?” “For fuck’s sake. You are such a drama queen. Life is about death, isn’t it? None of us are getting out alive. I’m going to enjoy mine however I please.” “Great, you do that. Let me know if you need me to help you pack.” “I don’t need anything from you.” I open my mouth to respond, but the words get stuck in my throat.

My legs nearly fail to keep me upright. I'm going to die tonight. I swear I won't make it till tomorrow. I will die!

I resign to its cruel embrace, to the luridly wrenching arms awaiting me. There was so much to be done. Too much. I can't die this easily, a pitiful prey in the trap of simpletons. I can't, right? My breath shallows in answer. A hollowness rings, absolute and acute. It's a worse demise than I could have predicted. A miserable end to a life I'd once revelled in building from scratch. It can't be, can it? I can't die in this insignificant manner, can I?

I walked up the stairs and went straight to my room, as I flopped into bed face down and let my tears fall. Why do I feel like I’m already dead, even when I am still breathing?