"Why are you doing this? What did that madman do to you?! This is not you, this CANNOT be you. ANSWER ME!!!“ Dirt continues to thud harshly, not an inch beyond my nose. I never realized how dark darkness could truly be and how suffocating. It pulls at my sanity. "RAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUWGH!” I push at the friction-less surface surrounding me, scratching, shaking and shouting it into submission. It refuses. The sounds tearing themselves from me sound less and less human the deeper I know I am swallowed by earth. I am going to die. I am going to die ALONE. The thuds gradually quiet and slow. “Please…don’t leave me…” I am nearly buried. “Please…don’t leave me…like this…” A whisper through my mind: Forgive me Then silence. Blood burns down my throat and from my hands and nose. And I cry. I cry for myself and for the life I had only just begun. I cry for the mother I knew only from afar. I cry for Theodore and his sacrifice for me, now ...