Fall to the floor

Blood pounding in your ears

Blinded by the smoke and by the darkness

Cry out, but know that the only thing that can hear you

Is your sin

Staring at you with cold, glowing eyes

A retch, then silence

Choke on your own breath

Glance backwards at the crater in the floor

Where your little brother used to be

Think with a desperate, racing mind-

Alphonse, Al, AL!

Use your remaining limbs to pull yourself to that old armor

The one that you and your brother used to play with

Remember when you knocked it over, and your mother got upset?

But forget that now

If you hadn't clung to the past in the first place

You wouldn't be here now

Use your entire body to knock it over

The loud clatter it makes is drowned out by the blood in your head

The helmet's fallen off

Crawl over to the torso

Every second feels like ages too long

Inside the armor is only darkness

Only now grateful for the blood that spills out of the raw veins

That poke out of your leg, as though torn at by a wild animal

Swipe your hand

Come up with a handful of blood

Ignore the pain, ignore the pain

This must be done perfectly

Otherwise your brother's soul is lost

Sort through your whirling mind

Latch onto that soul binding technique you read so long ago

Draw the circle

Draw the lines

There's no end to the blood, your supply won't run out

Use your remaining strength to press your hands to it

Don't smudge it, don't smear it

Ah, back again, are we?

Foolish boy

Don't you realize the fate you've just entered?