“No,” he screamed. “We’ve been together too long. Don’t do this!”
He found his body heavy. His once perfect physique melting. The smell of burnt flesh and hot sulfuric acid stung his eyes and nose and rippled his skin grotesquely. He was dissolving before her eyes. “Don’t do this. We’ve been together too long.”
He had done it all for her.
Her world began to brighten.
“Yes,” she screamed. We’ve been together too long. I have to do this.” Her body moved effortlessly. Lavender cautioned her awake. “I don’t need you anymore, my imaginary friend.”