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// Interim 2 
// Story: Death by Dragon 
// by Compendium of Steve 
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Interim 2






Why... Why are you doing this?



You have to take on the responsibilities of your office.



But I don’t want to do this! Any of it!



Stop making this difficult. You’re only making it more frustrating for all of us.




You heard her! Suck it up and take it like an adult, you panty-waste!



Puh-puh-please... Don’t make me... Please...



Blubbering already? Sheesh you’re pathetic!


Do it, Spike. He must pay for his crime.


Make it quick you freakin’ wimp!



No... Please, no.



Man up already!



Twilight... Don’t make me do this. No, no... Please...




*


I snap awake at the distant sound of parting flesh. It takes a moment for me to find myself sitting on the train, resting my head on my palm beside the window. Looking outside, I see the sun is nearly down.

Weird having that dream. Hadn’t had one of those for awhile. Brought on by bad posture? Guess I should head back and lie down.

I look over the darkening plains as my eyelids steadily lower while the lull of the train makes me comfy again. At some point, I fall asleep again.