(The sequel to "Shoey." by Lexicat001213. It's fairly necessary that you read that story before reading this one, or there will be several things you won't understand.) *SPOILERS (duh)* When someone you love is about to die, there is no way to think. There is no way to function. There is no way to breathe. You feel nothing but fear, and the constriction of your own throat, and chest, and abdomen. Because you are there. You are watching it happen. You are about to see someone you hold dear be ripped away from you forever, and there's not a single fucking thing that you can do about it. And because of that, not only do you feel fear, and the constriction of your heart and lungs, but never in your life will you feel more powerless.