You tug at the rope around your neck- thick and durable, the way it should be. Papers and notes are scattered everywhere- on the desk, on the floor, anywhere they can find a spot to lie on.
Tear ducts stain your cheeks- you've been crying, yet nothing falls anymore. There's nothing else left to do.
Are you sure you want to go through with this?
Yes, you're sure. You've felt the mental tug on your consciousness some time ago- a new puppeteer had entered the game, which meant the purifier of this file would be making their way here soon. It's session was finally starting to get underway.
Zacharie had taken his leave as well; you'd received his letter, he was still alive, thank god- but still, it seemed to be quite lonely without him occasionally visiting her file from time to time. As long as he was doing okay, that's all that mattered to you.
You never did figure out your purpose, did you? Or perhaps you did, and you've accomplished it without you knowing. What was it again? You're not sure. Maybe you'll find out in another life.
I'll ask you again- are you sure you want to do this?
You tug again at the rope, now feeling its weight against your neck- doubts are creeping up. As they usually do. But what more do you have to do? You've sent out the letters to those you care about- perhaps one of them will reach their desired recipient, the other...you're not quite sure. But it's better than leaving them without a warning, like last time.
...Alright. See you soon, kid. Any last words?
"..." Your voice is shaking terribly, but you do manage to get something out.
With a final breath, you kick the chair you were standing on away, immediately being pushed down by the force of gravity and feeling the rope tighten around your neck. It's simply instinct to reach up and pull and scratch at it when the actual sensation of "I cant breathe" fills your form, but it's too late to change your mind now.
It takes a few minutes, but soon enough your form falls limp, not a single sound emitted from you anymore. Perhaps things will be better next time around.
