I’m pacing back and forth, wondering what is going to become of me tonight. I can’t even slightly comprehend what I’m hoping to accomplish here tonight. ‘What am I doing here?’ I’m even talking to myself, so that is just fantastic. ‘You know why you’re here; you want to end your life. If a wolf doesn’t kill you tonight, you’re going to have to do it yourself.’ I sound like a right lunatic. How does one even get to this point? Have I exhausted all other alternatives? Is this really the answer? Typical Logan, making it close to the finish line but too afraid to cross it. SNAP. What the hell was that? ‘Who’s there?!’ Oh lord, I am freaking the f**k out. What is happening right now? Is this it? Is this the end? SNAP. CRASH. THUD. Oh my god. I need to see what that is and hope it is just a real
