“Things look bleak. I’m... very lost. Too many thoughts and choices spilling onto each other like watercolors. It all mixes into a brown, static mush. I need to reassess everything - streamline the main points. What do I know? I know I’m dying; I know it’s happening fast; and I know the only way one of us can live, is if the other dies...

Okay, I guess it’s not that complicated.”

Content Warning: Suicide and Self-Harm