[indent][b][u]January 24th, 4:30 pm
The Rock of Eternity[/u][/b][/indent]

Wilhelm Silber was here again.

This godforsaken rock.

He could breathe again, that was true, and stand up.

But...

He still felt broken. He'd gotten through so much, he had gotten so much more powerful.

Than in an instant, he'd lost it all. Not even able to fight it. He growled and pushed himself to his feet. With a roar he slammed his fist into the wall of his cell, again and again. It had been weeks, and this time it really seemed like there was no rescue.

His hand stopped after one last punch, blood dripping down the walls and letting out the soft tap that all liquid did when it touched the ground.

He collapsed back onto his ass, staring at the mess he'd made of his knuckles. He felt a pressure building up inside, and finally had no choice but to let it out in a manic laugh. He continued laughing until he hurt, then kept going a little longer.

He had broke, but he wasn't done having control over himself.

He thought of her... Karen Hernandez, who had always been there to stop him no matter what he did. Her and all the others who she associated with.

He was going to die here, that he knew for sure.

He looked down at his bloodied hands with a manic smile.

Well, if he was going to die anyway.

Then why let it be on [i]her[/i] terms.

He stood and held up his hand.

He shook and sweated as he painfully turned it from a fist into an open palm.

He chuckled maniacally.

Then he speared his fingers through his chest.

The pain was incredibly intense, and he found himself collapsing to the ground.

He looked down at his bloodied body, and decided to finish the job.

Wilhelm Silber's body exploded into bloody chunks.