[ They really did something like that? It's not that surprising; the people who ran that game were clearly off their rockers. But knowing that makes the pain in his chest grow. As does thinking more about the Sacrifice's role. It starts to come back to him...
The plan he had made to try and get him and Sara out of the game. But it hadn't worked, whether she had realized his intentions or not. The feeling of despair knowing he was going to die and she would be alone in this fucked up game. Even then though he couldn't begrudge the group. Even now he can't bring himself to hate them. But he...
Joe remembers what it felt like to die. A horrible, drawn out death. His hand clutches the fabric that cover his heart as a phantom pain sneaks in. He remembers, though, trying to comfort Sara despite being moments from dying. He couldn't even manage that.
An empty laugh bubbles out uncomfortable, and he squeezes his eyes shut. ]
Ah...aha... shit... shit!
[ He's on the ground before he realizes it like the last of his energy was zapped from him. It's hard to catch his breath through the pain and biting cold. Joe sits there on the roof with one hand clutched to his chest and the other hand holding his head.
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[ They really did something like that? It's not that surprising; the people who ran that game were clearly off their rockers. But knowing that makes the pain in his chest grow. As does thinking more about the Sacrifice's role. It starts to come back to him...
The plan he had made to try and get him and Sara out of the game. But it hadn't worked, whether she had realized his intentions or not. The feeling of despair knowing he was going to die and she would be alone in this fucked up game. Even then though he couldn't begrudge the group. Even now he can't bring himself to hate them. But he...
Joe remembers what it felt like to die. A horrible, drawn out death. His hand clutches the fabric that cover his heart as a phantom pain sneaks in. He remembers, though, trying to comfort Sara despite being moments from dying. He couldn't even manage that.
An empty laugh bubbles out uncomfortable, and he squeezes his eyes shut. ]
Ah...aha... shit... shit!
[ He's on the ground before he realizes it like the last of his energy was zapped from him. It's hard to catch his breath through the pain and biting cold. Joe sits there on the roof with one hand clutched to his chest and the other hand holding his head.
He asked for the truth. He got it.
Joe Tazuna died. ]