Sam's POV:
It was a feeling unlike anything I had experienced before. My life flashed in front of me like it was a movie. Everything that I had ever wished I had said came back to me, and I felt regret for not saying them. Everything was numb, my neck felt like it was on fire. I was trying to scream but even the air that I could grasp wasn't enough to help me. If there was a graceful way to die, this wasn't it. Tears were streaming down my face as the blood spread. I stopped wriggling around and just lie there, gasping and crying.
Mask or whatever his name is left quickly. Probably to get Charlotte and run off together. I-I had so much to say to her. She-she had said that she-she loved me and then she just left me here to be killed. This whole thing is stupid. If I had just never gone to Don's house I would still be alive...alive.
It's Heaven
Or Hell
Or somewhere in between
I'm not really sure. All I know is that it's bright. I'm alone. Again.
Someone says something that I can't understand. There's someone else. They say something too. Both of them laugh.
I don't know where I am.
I don't know who I am.
I don't know what I am.
But suddenly I'm back.
