5th January 1996,
Three more days passed. But for me, those three days were equal to three years. I was gradually starting to lose hope. I was drowning in my emotions, sorrow, and depression. Ryan's spirit communicated with me. He said that he still loved me, and he'll get peace only when he takes me with him. He said that the game of death shall not end, until he takes me away.
Already so many lives were lost because of me, I didn't want any more lives to be taken. I had only one solution to stop more deaths., and it was that I should go with Ryan. I was not a coward. I was just tired of fighting.
I looked around and spotted a fruit knife on the table beside me. I grabbed that knife and slit my wrist when Dr. Imaara came to my room. She snatched away the knife from my hand and called N
