He looses the words first, Howard's voice warbling in and out - and then that goes too. And then last hazy light.
All he knew was the twisting agony, the red-hot knife driving into the back of his head. The pressure building, a shrill whine crescendoing in his ears.
He wasn't aware of the way his body shook, the way his limbs jerked of their own will, of the way his chest gurgled and his mouth foamed, red bubbling at the corners.
He wanted to reach for Howard, to tell him - so many things - but it was too late.
He'd run out of time.
The dark closed in. His back arched....
And he settled. Still and silent, his bloodshot eyes vacant and dull.
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All he knew was the twisting agony, the red-hot knife driving into the back of his head. The pressure building, a shrill whine crescendoing in his ears.
He wasn't aware of the way his body shook, the way his limbs jerked of their own will, of the way his chest gurgled and his mouth foamed, red bubbling at the corners.
He wanted to reach for Howard, to tell him - so many things - but it was too late.
He'd run out of time.
The dark closed in. His back arched....
And he settled. Still and silent, his bloodshot eyes vacant and dull.