Nathaniel collapsed against me, mouth still open, gasping as if the air were too thick to breathe. I wasn't saving him, I was saving myself. I'd thought once it was shampoo, or soap, but it wasn't. Dawn is near, and I must rest.
I regret it now, but if you're really going in at night, then you're going to need me more than ever. Why can I not cross this point, and he can? Because this is your grave, Mr. I asked you when I woke, what had you done. I was just amusing the hell out of everybody today.
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