A/N: Hi there. I know I haven't updated in a while but I was (still kind of am) in a writing funk. I managed to write this little gem though, and I thought you'd all want to know how i'm doing. There is another part to this, so hold on to your hats. Disclaimer: I don't own these characters
They say that before you die your life flashes before your very eyes. From beginning to end, everything comes flooding back to you. Even memories you wish you could forget.
It should be comforting right? To watch as your finest moments, the moments you lived for, to speed by as the darkness threatens to take hold. But it's not. It leaves you feeling cold and numb. Or that could just be the bullet that's lodged in your chest, burning with pain you can't even feel anymore.
It had been a trap. You knew it from the moment you walked into the warehouse by the docks. There was something off about the meeting; it was too quiet, too… easy. Nonetheless you tried to salvage what you could. You tried to act innocent, to keep up the image of being George Aulander, who was a man trying to make it rich in the paper mill industry. Unfortunately it didn't last long.
You're eyelids become heavy and there's nothing you want more to do than to succumb. To let it all out and never look back.
Before you know it your eyes slide shut, and somehow seeing nothing but pitch black shadows is comforting. There's comfort in the nothingness, as if it's slowly lulling you to sleep. You find yourself starting to drift away, like the murky blue green waves you saw on your way inside. All sense of time is warped. You don't even remember whether it was sunny or cloudy outside. Day or night it doesn't seem to matter. There is only the dark.
And strangely enough, you don't care.
You don't care that you're going to die alone in a warehouse filled with crap. You don't care about how you'll never get to settle down with the woman of your dreams. You don't care how you'll never get to have that happily ever after you sought for all these years. You don't care that you never got to live the life you wanted because let's face it; you were never going to get any of those things in the first place. You were always going to end up dying cold and alone in a place where you're unwanted.
And it's only a matter of time before you drift off into the dark completely, death claiming you as its own and hauling you off to a place nobody knows. To a place where darkness and despair go hand in hand. To a place where you deserve to go.
