death taunts you, it shouldn't br but it does br right out of your reach. br reaching out too the orb br you do, too one dropp. br death struggles to watch br you as it's one milky white br stands near you. br your struggle only intensifys br as you reach out br too the hardness you feel inside br but it's not. br that one milky dropp just out of br your reach br and you start too a little, as one hand. br deaths assistant your shadow comes br around and tightens your strap br once more and hearing you gasp. br raspy of breath death grows excited. br your shadow comes back around br and between, br your lips as you watch again it is not. br deaths shadow on the wall grows and grows. br and in between the curtain it is soft and.