Thread:SpacedefenderX/@comment-26234016-20171211225520/@comment-26234016-20171217171933

You come to.

You feel warm, and a little wet on your chest. You look down. The bow of the violin is straight through your chest. You fall to the ground. A soldier runs over and takes out the violin bow...

Blood runs out, but a medic is by your side. Zeke is standing over you looking troubled. "Daeva," he asks, "Did I do the right thing?"