Owen:
Once again it has me. The darkness has me. Smoky, suffocating and unyielding. I open my eyes, but it's useless. There is nothing but pure black, choking me, terrifying me.
I'm gasping, the pain I felt before I died fresh in the back of my mind. Or at least the emotional trauma.
I can remember the radiation filling the room; remember my body slowly dying…again. And a voice, Tosh's voice, talking to me, keeping me calm.
I sighed, I'd never told her. I expect she knew already, I hope she did. I rake a hand through my hair. How could I have been so selfish? She'd told me. Admittedly, she had thought I was going to die, but she had told me.
Guilt washes over me as I think of Tosh. I should've told her, I think to myself, I love her and now she'll never know.
I blink. It was lighter now, somehow. Something had changed. I blink again, half expecting the darkness to return. Instead, I am greeted with a speck of light, a dot of hope in the darkness. On impulse, I move towards it. Maybe this is it, an end to the dark. A light at the end of a long, sad tunnel.
It grows. Bigger and bigger, brighter and brighter. Blinding me with its harsh white glow. I shield my eyes with a hand as the light engulfs me, taking me away from this godforsaken place.
