Rain watched as Gorgon swaggered her way, tensing as she prepared for the on-slaught of pain she knew was to come. Fear clutched at her heart and sent her heart into an erratic rhythm, threatening to break right through the bone and rip through the muscle to leap right out of her chest. Secretly, she found herself wishing it would, wanting to be fear of this uncomfortable feeling of fear and to avoid the long draw out process to death into which Gorgon had planned for her. Of course, she would never have admitted her next thoughts to anyone but herself, but she found herself wishing that she had done something different with her life. Maybe get married, have one of those fairy tale lives with the small country house and white picket fence, their kids running about the yard as she swept the porch; her husband chasing after the kids and grabbing them before making a munching noise, pretending to be the big bad boogie man.<br/><br/>For a moment, Rain found herself wishing that she could switch places with Skyler.  Even though it wasnâ€™t the prettiest way to go, at least she would be dead and not be strapped to a chair just waiting to be gutted like a fish. Of course, Skyler would never have been able to deal with any of this, she wouldâ€™ve been dead just from the shock alone of being cut open. Now as Rain watched Gorgon approach, she had the sinking feeling that there was no way in hell she was going to be able to escape this. A part of her was actually glad she would be dying today. There would be no more pain, no more hiding, and no more death. Shifting so she would be sitting up straight, a fire was burning in her eyes though it wasnâ€™t nearly as strong as it had been before. Fear was settling into every inch of her body, making sweat beads form along the bridge of her fractured nose. There was no way she would be able to prepare for the amount of pain she was going to receive, but she could at least put up a small fight before she went.