I
sit alone in a crowded room. My thoughts swarm around the room, speaking to me
each with different instructions and questions. One tells me that I should get
up for the first time in four days. Another tells me to remain where I am.
Those two voices battle with each other, only sometimes talking to me directly
.Yet another voice reminds me that I am here to stay. I am to remain in this
room with only my thoughts crowding about my mind until the day comes that I
meet the same fate as Erik and Corbin. I am to remain in this room with the
reminder of what I have done. The voices never let me forget, no matter how
much I want them to silence about it. They go through the story, seemingly
second by second, on a constant loop that I cannot stop. My hope is that by
writing the tale they tell, perhaps it will escape my head and live fully in
the minds of others who read it, so that I may forget, while the spirit of the
story of Riley, myself, and Erik lives on.