No, I don't want it to end like this...I'm just worried it might! It'll all be alright I'm sure...breathe...
He stares at the tiny glowing screen of his cell phone and feels the world shutter to absolute darkness around him.
It can't be true. It can't end like this without a chance to put right the hurt he has caused.
Hypoxia grasps at his chest and he falls to his knees on the cold marble floor of the bunker's war room.
He should have gone with him, should have swallowed his foolish pride and been the man his brother had taught him to be.
Maybe then he could have changed their bitter destiny?
Or at least said his goodbyes...
I've been away a few weeks, it feels good to be back.