Crunch time

In a desparate attempt to kill off my main character, I sentenced her to Death Row last night. You'd think with her locked up like that, you know, she has to die, right? But they keep postponing her execution date. And now her friends are about to bust her out of there. THIS GIRL IS LIKE FREAKING IMMORTAL OR SOMETHING.

No. Io is not immortal. She is going to die, and soon. I swear this. And it won't be pretty.

As she walked down the corridor to the video room she tried to think about other stuff. Nice stuff. Standing in the moonlight in the belly of the Third Sister. The warm red sand beneath her feet. Neko elevated off the ground; that look on his face. Io shut her eyes tight, squinching back tears. She wouldn't cry. She would be brave.

Whoa, cliche! But anyway. It's not that I love Io so much; she is not my most endearing creation.As Neko bemoaned, she's childish. She's annoying. Actually, she's a lot like me. And when she dies, she'll leave behind all this really beautiful stuff, and I start thinking about when I die and what I'm going to leave behind. I don't want her to die. It's too cruel.

Eh. Enough of that. It's crunch time.