Kankri
I was brought back to near consciousness by a loud pounding on my door. After so long in the quiet, the noise pounded through my thinkpan and made my fuzzy head. I'm pretty sure I groaned. I think I did it again when someone called out my name, then one more time when they did it again. Even though the unexpected sound pounded my thinkpan and made my fuzzy head hurt, it also made me happy. Because I had a visitor. "FUCK!" It seems my visitor has been triggered. I struggle to imagine why before recalling my current situation. Oh. How I must look to my guest, dripping with mutant blood, unconscious in a pile of bloodied sweater, and wearing only purple underwear I have not removed or cleaned in Gog knows how long. Come to think of it, I probably don't smell good either. But my guest seems unfazed by this as I feel warm arms embrace me. That or the blood loss is making me hallucinate. Come to think of it, that makes more sense than the thought that I actually have a real guest. That someone cared enough to visit. But, uh well, I'll take it. I try to snuggle deeper into the warm embrace of my hallucinated guest. That is, until a low growl stops me. I sigh, accepting that even my own hallucinations didn't want me, and let the blood loss pull me back, further from consciousness then before.
We're almost there folks. This is all typed up and uploaded to Fanfic. Now it is a game of waiting for your reviews. Come on, guys, it takes like two seconds. There 12 chapters including the epilogue. So what I'm calling the final stretch is 10, 11, and 12. We're almost there. I still have not confirmed nor denied Kankri's death in this. After all, he could easily try again in the epilogue and succeed. Or maybe it's his funeral. I don't know. Wait, yes I do. I just fee like doing a little trolling is all. As an author, it is my sacred duty to play with your feels. It's my job and I happen to like it. Until next time,
Carida^^