She felt alone. Truly alone. Her mind completly empty and devoid of any feeling but Despair. They had all left her, all except Abby. Abby would probably leave too and then there would be no one to stop her next time.

"I'm broken-bRoKen-broken," Delirium said, leaning on Abby for support. She didn't think she could sit up on her own, all the blood felt like it was leaving her. She felt dizzy and sick and it hurt. She didn't think it would hurt so much. "Not time, time to go."