Aery tried to grab the chalk, started to write, crying softly every time the bone fragments in her arm rubbed against each other. But she couldn't get her mind together enough to write it, all she could think of was the darkness threatening to swallow her up again, the darkness and the flashbacks. With a sob she dropped the parchment.
"I-i-I c-c-can't. D-don't make m-me d-do this." Tears streamed down her face, into the cuts and abrasions on it, but she didn't even notice, so intense was the rest of the pain.