“No!” Kai cries. “You were supposed to dodge, Kitt!” I prod at the wound, staining my fingers with blood. “I… forgot.” Just as I’ve forgotten everything. My brother catches me when I fall. This is not how I imagined it—dying. The Plague curls up in the corner of my mind, letting me enjoy these last few moments of life. I don’t feel the pain. Not really. This is relief. Death stands over Kai’s shaking shoulders, her pretty face unfeeling. I cling to my fading soul. I am with my brother. I don’t want to be anywhere else.
