Squeezing this in desperately, so I won't reply to reviewers this time, but next time for sure!
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It's dark. The smell of mold and old stone fill up my burning lungs, and I wonder if this pain will ever go away.
Maybe it'll go away if I die.
I hear distant shuffling, and I struggle to open my burning eyes. Burning lungs, burning eyes, burning body-everything is on fire. Like that day. Smoke suffocating me, my brain jammed to a stop, unable to turn the wheels to a solution.
The footsteps close in, and through my narrow vision I see white, moving, flowing, dancing.
"Are you sure?" I hear a voice whisper, and I feel sweat being wiped off my face by a piece of cloth, cool and comforting. The wheezing of my breaths nearly drown out the voice, but I hear it, and I answer with a pained nod. There was an eternity of silence, and then, quietly, she said, "You might die." My hands tighten into a fist when I hear this, tense and dreadful. But I nod again, seeing strange colors behind my eyelids.
"It..." I wheezed out, "It's...our...be...best...chance..." My words were broken apart by my hard breathing, and I feel eyes boring into me. Sad and tired eyes. The footsteps shuffle away, but the voice continues to ring out in the darkness.
"Kuroba-kun doesn't want to take the risk." The voice whispered, tinkling noises in the background, "He says it's too dangerous." Ha, dangerous. I bitterly thought. "What if you die? If you die, I...I'm basically the one who killed you. And then...that Osakan detective, and Mouri-san..."
"It...It's exactly...because of th...them that...I'm...going...to do it..." My hands uncurl and then grip the blanket covering me.
"How ironic." The footsteps shuffle over, and I feel hands on my arm. "Remember, it's going to hurt. A lot. And you might hallucinate." I nodded, my head hurting and throbbing from just that simple movement.
"It...can't get...any worse...than this..." I tried to pull off a smile, but I'm sure that it just twisted into a painful grimace. I hear a sad sigh, and then the hands move up my arm, near my left shoulder.
"Neh, Kudo-kun." The whisper seemed quieter than my surroundings, which isn't physically possible. "What do you want me to say to them, in case you...you go." I could almost see them biting their lip, worry and dread carved into their face.
"Nothing..." I trailed off, pictures flooding my mind. They were bright and comforting, but they also brought a wave of terrible sadness with them. "Maybe...I'll miss them..." I heard a quiet intake of breath, and I let the images disappear.
There was the sound of tinkling again, and I felt something was poised against my arm, ready to go.
"Are...you ready?" they asked. There seemed to be nothing around us, just air, just...forever, eternity.
"...Yeah." I took a deep breath, ignoring the burn of my lungs, the freezing pain that stabbed me. "I'm ready." An aching pain spread through my arm, but seconds later it didn't hurt anymore. Then there was blankness.
And then there were flames.
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OK so as I said before this is totally rushed, so I'm sorry it's short Still, hope you liked it!