If she can remember what it's like to be human, could I, once I've been cast down the pit? Has my life ever had only one purpose? Teaching my pain-in-the-ass little brother how to fight what's coming? Now that I'm certain Sammy will never find the antidote to the deal I've made, I feel somewhat relieved. Hey, scratch that! Dammit! I never wanted to leave him alone up here in the first place. But the good of the one outways the good of the other in ways I can't possibly imagine.

Will I be granted to watch over him from…