Can you hear me?
There isn’t much time now, not these days.
They’re watching. I must be quick.
It’ll never be enough time…
They have me now. Choked. Just tight enough not to run. Just loose enough to breathe. But not true, good, deep breaths. No, not free breaths. Just enough to survive. Because survive is all you can do, here.
And they know…
They know what they are doing. They know what is too valuable to lose, what is too valuable to waste. They can’t take you down completely, because then you’ll be useless. Then you can’t help them. But so long as they leave a little bit of you left alive, they torment you worse, breaking you, because they know – they know you remember. They know you still hope. They know you can still see the other side – and if you see it, you think there’s still a chance.
But there is no chance so long as you’re inside. They’ll never let you be free.
They come now, go – hush!
Don’t let them find you, don’t let them know.