You watch the brown beast die a slow and painful death.
"What's wrong with me?", you think to yourself.
"Goodbye, sweet friend. I never even got to know you."
Keen kisses the ugly brown alien on the cheek as it draws its last breath and slips away silently into the depths of oblivion.
What should Keen do?
This chapter was written by Paramultart on 2014-03-19 23:43:14