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Epilogue
Darkness; darkness and oblivion. I welcome the darkness and the cold. Then comes pain. All my body is racked by pain.
Pain brings me back, to the light. I take a deep breath. My chest hurts. My muscles hurt. I hurt. But I breathe, deep, cool air. I open my eyes. There is a ceiling, a bed. I look at my hands. Bandages. An IV runs into my forearm. I look around. At the foot of the bed, a figure, my eyes can’t focus, I can’t see well. It takes me a while, then recognition.
“Welcome back Yukiko” says Vicky smiling “We have been waiting for you”
Memories. Hanging on the cross. Pain, pain undreamt of, each breath harder than the previous. Then black, blessed oblivion.
“You have slept a long time” Vicky continues, “We’ve kept you under for a while; to make it easier on you” She looks at me, a hint of sadness in her eyes.
“There is no going back. Is there?” I ask
“No, there isn’t”
“That is good” I say “As it should be” Then, I fall asleep, again.
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