She felt it...
The cold, the way her blood was streaming out of her wounds and onto the white carpet beneath her.
She thought, she knew what pain was, but boy had she been wrong. This pain was so extreme...
It was all she could think, feel, there was nothing else than coldness and pain!
How could this not be the end? Did she even want to go on? After all that happened? Wasn't it easier to just let go? To stop fighting?
She heard someone call her name. Even that sounded painful.
Seems like the pain is controlling everything... she thought. Too weak to open her eyes fully, she could just make out some shadows. One big dropped beside her, she felt a sudden warmth on her cheek.
No, NO! She screamed in her mind, Don't show any kindness, any warmth, God, just let me die and please let it finally end! I can't take anymore! I don't want a tiny spark of hope that they can save me, I can't deal with all this, the loneliness, the disappointment, the pain! Just take my fucking life and give me finally some peace!
Again, a warm touch on her face, her forehead this time, someone desperately calling her name.
It might have been the blood loss or just her wish, her imagination, but there was it. A calm voice surrounding her completely, no pain, no hope, just total numbness.
Are you sure you want to give up? Your live, your future? There will be no turning back.
She didn't need time to think, without hesitation she answered:
Yes!