Asylum City

Chapter Twelve: The way I am

I stare at the light pink lake with little pink fishes swimming around.
Moxie sat behind me and stroked my hair. "Maybe it's for the better."
The better? What's "the better?" Squid? -No, Garvin's death.
Why can I see it?
A silver-black bomb
Flying in Garvin's way
It explodes once it reaches his feet
He was found in peices
That day all our hearts broke in the same amount of pieces as his body
What does she mean "for the better?"
That he's dead? That he'd suffer enough?
Demon's don't die. Garvin and several soilders did. Is that just some inspirational crap Madam K put through our heads? If demon's can die I could die tomorrow, or Gunner if ma gets her hands ahold of him.
I stand up, maybe I'm better off ending it here.
I waited for Moxie to say something but I guess she was in my imagination. There was a waterfall just ahead. It's perfect.
No. Calm down. You are better than this. Garvin wouldn't want this. No. Just stay away from waterfalls for a while.