IRC-Galleria

"If I could not scream, how could i tell them to kill me?
All i wanted was to die. To never have been born. The whole of my existece did not outwigh this pain. Wasn't worth living through it for one more heartbeat. Let me die, let me die, let me die.
The endless burn raged on."

"The fire consticted, concentrading inside that one remaining human organ with a final, unbearable surge. The surge was answered by a deep, hollow-sounding thud. My heart stuttered twice, and then thudded quietly again just once more. There was no sound. No breathing. Not even mine."