I felt something break inside me. "Imogen...no...we...i...we can't leave you!" I stammered, my hopes dying as I realized that there really wouldn't be a way to get Imogen out. "We can't Damn It! we can't! They'll kill you!" I broke off as i realized it would be much, much worse than that. My gut was telling me to stay but all logic said i should go. I never was one for logic. I walked over to what had been one of the clowns and grabbed a knife out of his meaty fist. "I WILL NOT LEAVE WITHOUT YOU IMOGEN...i can't." i yelled, a whisper trailing the last words. I was breaking. I was being forced to choose between what i wanted most and what i loved. I would feel guilty for the rest of my life if i left Imogen here. I sat in front of Imogen's tank and crossed my arms. "I...I will stay." i stammered, my voice breaking.