[Death, that is. For his mother, she had slipped away quietly. He frail, thin hand in his. The infection that killed her having left scars. Her mind, barely even there to be lost. What was it like for his father? Those sad last moments in which he felt so alone in the world that he gave up. How much did he feel?]
[Sometimes he wonders what he'll go through. What V will go through. He's seen a lot of ways to die. None of them pretty.]
[It seems like something even Liquid is afraid of. Those people downstairs must have been to. And from what he can tell, the sparse information they've gleaned and had been told, all it took was knowing too much.]
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What was it like for you?
[Death, that is. For his mother, she had slipped away quietly. He frail, thin hand in his. The infection that killed her having left scars. Her mind, barely even there to be lost. What was it like for his father? Those sad last moments in which he felt so alone in the world that he gave up. How much did he feel?]
[Sometimes he wonders what he'll go through. What V will go through. He's seen a lot of ways to die. None of them pretty.]
[It seems like something even Liquid is afraid of. Those people downstairs must have been to. And from what he can tell, the sparse information they've gleaned and had been told, all it took was knowing too much.]