𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙮, 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙤𝙪𝙞𝙣.

𝗶 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗮 𝘀𝗮𝗿𝗮!

No.

This.

This can't be real.

This is all just a nightmare.

A fucking nightmare.

Her card.

Sara Chidouin.

She's the sacrifice.

She's gonna die.

She's going to die.

...

"Joe?"

Don't look up.

Don't look at her.

"Joe, please."

You can't see her.

You'll regret this.

"Please, look at me."

She's going to die.

She's going to die.

She's going to die.

She's going to die.

She's going to die.

"...Sara, I-"

Don't talk.

Don't speak.

Don't say a word.

"I'm so sorry. I really am. Please, just look at me."

I lift my head.

Sara.

Sara Chidouin.

My best friend.

How could this happen?

We were fine just a few hours ago.

We were fine.

She was okay.

And now she's standing atop her deathbed, waiting for a response that might never come.

I'm paralyzed.

Can't move.

I don't want to look at her face.

I don't want to see her in pain.

I just want everything to be okay again.

I can't-

Sara cups my face with both hands.

She's crying.

I'm crying.

"Sara..."

I can't do this.

I can't.

I can't think.

I can't speak.

It's like I'm not even here.

Just a sad, little husk of who I used to be.

She sighs.

"I know this is kinda hard for a girl and a boy to say to each other, but.."

"I love you Joe."

...

"I love you too, Sara."

---

And so it begins.

Misery.

They're torturing me.

I can't watch.

I feel weight in my hand.

"Oh, Joe, if you click this clicker, you just might save Sara! Isn't that what you want?"

Shut up.

"Ready?"

Shut up.

Pain.

She's screaming with her whole body. struggling with every move.

Click.

Save Sara.

Click click click.

Save her.

Clickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclick.

...

......

Why?

Why did they give me hope?

She's dead.

Her limp body hangs from a knot of tubes, her blood seeping out of every pore.

I could've saved her.

If I just tried a little harder.

"...Sara-"

Clickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclick-

What am I doing?

She's already dead.

It's not like she's going to come back alive.

Clickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclick.

"Sara!"

I can't help it.

Clickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclick-

There's tears everywhere.

My cheeks are soaking wet.

Keiji reaches out to stop me.

I flick his hand away.

I don't deserve mercy.

I killed her.

I killed Sara.

It's all my fault.

I could've done so much more.

"SARAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Sobbing.

I've never cried so hard in my life.

I deserve this.

I really do.

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Hey hey! Kynder here!

I was inspired by the many theories of what would have happened if Sara got the sacrifice card. So, here we are in my crumbling mess of JoeSara angst.

Please leave tips and recommendations in the comments so I can improve my writing!

Thanks for reading!