F F T

Run

There's nothing left here now.

They've come for us.

I wasn't kidding.

Fire, liquid.

Rising from the floor, encircling with misty apparitions

Who are they?

Never seen such fervor, such unrelenting swarms

There's death throes encased in the shell

Let loose fury

Rage across a chasm of ice

Better than death, better dead

Better than life, better dead

With all this, there's got to be more.

I had lied to you in the last chapter, but now we are wedded as one.

Take my hand

Fly.

Fly Pan, fly.

I hope you rot.