______Blake Markham. Nineteen. Senior. The Bastard._____
I see nothing in your eyes, and the more I see the less I like. Is it over, yet- in my head? I know nothing of your kind and I won't reveal your evil mind. Is it over yet? I can't win. So sacrifice yourself, and let me have what's left. I know that I can find the fire in your eyes. I'm going all the way, get away, please. You take the breath right out of me, you left a hole where my heart should be. You've gotta fight just to make it through- 'CAUSE I WILL BE THE DEATH OF YOU.