Don't think I'm so blind. I know that I am expendable. My life has always been. Odds are strong that all the abuse I have hefted upon you would be for nothing- and will be more names added to my list of payments when I am finally allowed to die.

But for the short time I have been gifted past what I was supposed to have, I can not accept even the whisper of hope being taken from me. It may be a lie, but it's all I have left. Even if they let me walk away now and live in peace, I would not choose it. I couldn't.... I couldn't bare it.