What...what's
going on? Ah, lot's of pain. And.. Claire... OH, GOD, CLAIRE. Well,
she looks okay. Not alot of harm done... She looks afraid, upset. Now
that I mention it... That look in her eye, it makes me scared. Hell,
she seems smarter than me, I should just trust her fear. Oh, damn,
she has pretty eyes. Are... are they crying? Or is it a trick of the
light? Crying, perhaps, for me? We both know the inevitable will
happen, neither of us can voice the thought. I'm scared, I want
Claire to do something. Maybe her brother could... no, nobody can
help. Right, say something smart. 'Oh, shit' just doesn't seem to
work. I know, I'll say that thing that's been nagging at my mind for
ages... well, I have nothing to lose, no time like the present...
"I
love you, Claire."
Claire
What...? What? NO! No, Steve, I love you, too. Don't die! No! Please... oh... too late... I love you...
Steve
Pain... dark... what was that, Claire? Sounded kinda like you said you loved m- oh, pain. Oh, god, so much pain... death...