We've all thought of the possibilities.
We've all imagined the many things that can go wrong.
We've rehearsed several unlikely situations in our mind, wondering what we would do.
Will I have the guts to do what needs to be done?
Am I prepared for what lies ahead?
How can they throw me out into the world with so little preparation?
I couldn't possibly be ready for this.
No, I'm too young.
Too inexperienced.
I can't be trusted.
It's too much weight for my shoulders to carry.
I've been given too much power.
They couldn't possibly think I could handle this much pressure...
I'll crack.
I'll break.
I will fall short of their expectations.
These people don't know me.
They don't know of the things I've done.
How naive of them to rely on me for such an important duty.
Wonder if I mess up?
Wonder if I fail?
No, I can't.
It's life or death, failing isn't an option for me.
Life is too much for a single, insignificant person to hold in their hands, especially when it's not their own.
Yet, here I stand in these cold halls.
Pacing back and forth, trying to look busy, attempting to look important.
I can't fool anyone, they know I'm afraid.
He knows I'm afraid.
He knows I'm not good enough.
I'm not the one for the job.
I can't be.
It's too late to find someone else.
I have to do it.
I can't put it off any longer.
Knock, knock, knock.
His voice sounds scared.
How does mine sound?
I can't hear it.
