I lost my senses after your last words.
When I woke up I felt pressure breaking my chest. I opened my eyes and couldn’t see past my body. I was running down a dark abyss, surrounded by water and deadly fauna. I was sinking so slowly a snail could surpass me and win the race – if there was one.
Your revenge was bittersweet. You left me for dead with an oxygen container. I appreciate the irony in my last blow. You always said I never let you breathe.