I feel frustration and depression washing back over me, and once again the agony in my head and chest throbs to life. The pain was dampened, though never gone completely, while I was focused on other things, but now it seems to flare even hotter than before. I press my hand to my chest, wincing slightly as I climb the winding stairs alone to the very top of the tower. I’m hardly paying attention as I reach the top, but then I look up and my eyes go wide. “Fuck.”
