The night was almost like any other, warm yet cold in a way. Eren couldn't sleep like usual. The dreams were staring to get to him. He couldn't control this urge, this urge to let go. When he had mentioned it to Mikasa it seemed she became more aware of what he was thinking about. She began to be more stern. He knew it was his fault, he just wanted to die. Eren wasn't in his right mind at times, but he'd still do Hanji's experiments and try to move on. though he still wanted to let go.
Tonight he couldn't control his thoughts, to quiet them down to keep calm. He still was kept in a dungeon, the cold air lingered around him. He held his knees up to his chest, sweat gleaming on his forehead. "Stop.. Stop please go away."He mumbled softly, closing his now dull green hues."P-please- Stop!"His voice got louder, he was afraid. What if he changed right then and there? Destroying the building and people he cared about? He couldn't do it, so many had died on his behalf. 'All you fault. Its all your fault, they all died for you. They trusted you, Eren.' He shook his head at the voice."No, no. I didn't tell them to do it. They were ordered to." 'No, its your fault. Just admit it. No one wants you around anymore.' Tears formed in his eyes and he opened them looking down onto his bed. "Im sorry.. Im so sorry."