Jul 11, 2010 01:47
[Janus awakens quietly and slowly. At first, he can't believe it - he had just been finished off like a punk, unable to defend himself after this damn place took away most of what he had. Even with a gun, though, could he have protected himself? Was he even weaker than the death Virginia had informed of suggested? It wasn't something he wanted to think about right now but there wasn't much else to think about.]
So that's... that's death. Huh.
I think I'm starting to get an idea of why everyone here seems so worried.
[Later, if you happen by 1129 Taylor Road, you may come across Janus staring blankly into a box containing a rugged and worn red jacket.]
dying sucks