#Chapter300 Don't.

"I can't do it!" I cry out in anguish; loud and hoarse as it burns my throat and my soul screams in pain. Sobbing his way with a broken expression, focused on his empty eyes, even though he has no idea what I'm talking about. I wail in broken despair, pushing myself down to facepalm the earth, burying my face in the rotting leaves of the dirty musky soil. I know he's standing over me, toying with his little mouse, and enjoying the slow build to killing me but it feels like I'm already dead inside.

The only way I would stand a chance with him is as...