20.Lost
His voice is still whispering in my ear. Only one thing stopped him and they refuse to let me have it. They don't understand that without it he will return.
He isn't gone.
I hear him whispering in my ear.
Obscenities.
He asks me to do things I have no name for.
He laughs at my refusal and sends me memories of foul acts done with my hands.
I see them watching, the Tok'ra. Their superior faces with their false pity.
The drug was both a blessing and a curse.
It saved me, but for what?
Now I am damned.