I slam into the ground. Flying got harder as more stone was covering my body. I couldn't even fly straight. It hurts like hell. It feels like a thousand-degree fire that only will get hotter. I can feel my organs screaming. My vision is turning blurry like mud is covering my eyes. I can barely think. I can't breathe. I fall to the ground. My head hits the dirt.

I can't get up. Why should I get up? Everything is hurting. I'm doomed. But... looking around. I see the moonflowers. They're beautiful. I remember them. I remember everything. I remember the life I had, well... both parts of me. But I've realized something over the last couple of months or weeks.

I'm tired. I'm so tired. I just want to sleep. I want to sleep and never wake up. I felt tired since the moment I busted out of the lab. It hurt. It felt like fire ripping out the tubes in me. I've killed so many people. I've killed them. I've hurt so many. Now... maybe I can atone for my sins. My eye looks up and I see a man standing over me.

"Zach..." I mutter.

"You did good." He says.

"I broke everything." I mutter.

"But you put them together." He says.

"Mmm... I'm tired." I say.

"Then goodnight." He disappears.

I shut my eyes. I feel the stone cover me fully. It's time to rest. 

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