[ONGOING] His fingers pressed to my throat. Feeling the cold touch of his fingertips pressed to my skin. "I need you to breathe for me" I couldn't move. I felt the small trembles throughout my body. I couldnt breath. I couldn't move. I was shaking. I felt him. His hands suddenly found my waist, easing away back to my throat. Always such a fascination with my neck. "Her pulse Alex!" I'm too tired and messed up to deal with this. "E- its..its..." I know what it is. "Raven. Raven. Raven." The name cuts, echoing through the space, driving through the choked sounds. My name? Was that my name? I felt my muscles tightening below me. My toes and fingers are going numb. I felt cold. I can't do anything at this moment. No one can do anything for me right now. It's over. We had lost. Or rather we had won...and I just suffered the consequences of my actions and mistakes. No one else needs to die for me. No one else should suffer the way that I am. I can't breathe. I can't move. I'm dying. It's my fault though. I felt the warm tears slip down my face. Why would I cry? Why would I let myself cry when this was my fault. It's pathetic. "Raven. Nonononono, raven you need to wake up!" I'm awake, I'm just resting my eyes. This feeling of regret resonated within me. I won't escape death this time. And that's okay. I just wanted to be warm again. "Elisha! William found Quincey!" "Hurry! Bring him here!" It was so muffled that I barely heard anyone say anything. Suddenly an electric urge shrugged through my body. Bringing the feeling back into my arms and hands. I jerked my head forward, my whole body seizing up as I could barely feel anything. But a warmth blossomed through the pit of my stomach fighting the coldness away. "Alex! A Pulse! She has a pulse!" I couldn't see anything, barely hear anything. But I felt that familiar warmth. The warmth I crave to have. I wanted to stay this warm forever.All Rights Reserved