“Welcome to our last conversation.”
I sighed in irritation and turned, but stopped in surprise. I looked around. “We’re not in the dark anymore. And… I think I’m sleeping again.”
The Immortal me stood before me. “No, we’re not because this is the end.”
I tilted my head questionably. “What are you talking about? I thought we were immortal, together for eternity?”
Silver eyes flashed back at me. “Stop thinking about trivial things. You don’t need to distract yourself anymore.”
“It’s what I do.” I shrugged it off, but something prickled at me. It was in the Immortal’s voice—my voice. Then my eyes widened. It was my voice talking back to me. It wasn’t the annoying Immortal or the lecturing Immortal. It was me.
Finally.
“What… what have I done again?”
The Immortal me smiled, assured and
