58|The Situation

~Rory~

I hope I had lost count of how many times I watched Elijah drown; the darkness devouring us together, but to no avail. My consciousness of the agonizing torment remained intact every time we’d go back to the beginning, knowing where we would end.

I was exasperated by not finding out the solution to our recurring situation. This is my cage. Elijah cited this repeatedly through the past fourteen sequences of us living and dying, but I still haven’t figured out the problem that needs to be solved.

My tears were real. My fear and pain of losing Elijah were real, but why is it that all my efforts into saving him were futile?

We went back in circles, an actual limbo of death and life.

“Elijah…” I clung to him. Every par