Chapter Summary: "Please remember this."
A/N: I hope I haven't lost all of you because of the insanity of the last chapter. Thank you all for taking the time to comment and share your opinions and appreciation; it's the only way I know I'm not entirely screwing this story up, and your words of encouragement are so helpful (although last chapter you all were a little tongue-tied... mwuahahahaha). Chapter Twelve should be up within the week! In the meantime, here is something to tide you all over, because that cliffhanger was absolutely horrible.
You won't remember this. Not when you're awake.
Maybe not ever.
I can't let myself believe that. I need to believe some part of you will understand this. I
I won't be able to get through this without believing that some part of you is understanding this.
Wes has this master plan with which he's going to take down Erickson, and it involves me. I can't say any more
I literally can't say any more
but he's decided Dalton and what it represents is more important than my own decision to walk away from the plan. He
I
We disagree on that point. Vehemently. But I can't talk to him about it. I can't talk to anyone about it. I haven't seen any of the Warblers except John and Nick since I ran away; John was the boy who was holding you. Nick I saw briefly as I was brought into the Academy.
Flint is a Warbler. He's the one who set this entire disaster in
No
Wes is the one who set this entire disaster into motion. Not Flint. I just need someone to blame right now and Flint is an easy target.
Kurt. Listen. This is important: John gave you amsugnol that day—it's what he made you swallow. I don't know how he snuck it in, but it's a combination of angel's trumpet, willow bark, and wolfsbane. It's a mild absorbent, but, most powerfully and most importantly, it's a numbing agent. Fascinators used to take it for pain in an attempt to avoid the inevitable. They believed it would take away all of the Magic they'd taken into their system.
Kurt
You can't feel it anymore
but it's still there.
It's still in your veins and you're still in withdrawal. The amsugnol will give you time, but essentially it is drawing out your death.
You need to find Dalton. You need to find me. You need to fight this. Don't let it fool you into thinking you're okay because you're not
You're dying
And you need to
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Wes knows more about this than I do. My mother might, too. Find them. Figure out what
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Please just fight this please just be okay
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Please
remember this.
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Kurt
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I'm so scared.