Williams mind became a blur, all feeling in his body was gone and he had becoem a prisoner in his own mortla shell, a small part of him was desperatly holding on to rational thought, that his brain would shut down soon and that death would come, another part was howling like a wounded beast, he was about to be eaten alive, his primal erges told him to fight, to try to rip his way from Jaths embrace, yet a 3rd part splahed happily in the pool of maddness that had formrmed over his life, the 3 battled for domination in his brain, the calm reason of logic difying the belowing crys of rage or the histerical laughter of maddness, William himself seamed to drift away form his mind and left the 3 to their doomed squable. The heat of his body was unbarable as he sliped through it, it make the cool clean realm behoyd all the more refreasign as his soul broke comfines of his body.<br/><br/>he woundered if mabey now he could rest.