She was dead, dying, lost. She could feel it coming. Who was she? Winifred Burkle, Fred. Wesley, he was gripping her hand. She held onto him. Why was he here? Why was she here? She was dying, and he wouldn't leave her.
Darkness, death, she plummets. Colors swirl as she sees everything. Wesley, Angel, her parents.
"Tell my parents that I love them." She says in a moment of clarity.
Back into darkness, she tries to claw her way out. The darkness never ends. She gasps out in her last moments, "Wesley, please, why can't I stay?"
Then she shatters.
