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Prelude: A Message from Beyond
When Vicious put that gun to my head and told me I had to kill Spike, I knew I had no choice. Spike wanted me to run away with him, and I knew I had no choice. Within myself, something shifted and I knew what I had to do.
I ran.
There would not be a happy ending for Spike and myself. I knew it then, and I knew it the second time we met up. There's just something about his eyes that gives it away. Something about him always let me know what was going to happen next, be it good or bad. I asked Annie to leave him a message for me if I were to die. When I saw her there, dying on that couch, I didn't know if she succeeded or not. I truly hoped she did, for it was something I could not tell Spike myself.
So I didn't.
If Annie's message got though, maybe Spike will have one more reason to understand why I couldn't run away with him all those years ago. And if it didn't, I suppose what he doesn't know won't hurt him. And we'll go on, we'll take down as many of these goons as we can.
I'm tough enough.
And as I follow him up to the roof, I see the man up there...shoot him before he shoots my beloved. Across the roof, I just have this feeling it will work out. Spike looks at me...his face...and then the pain...
Was it all just a dream?