[SHE FALLS DOWN! But its a nightmare, a dream, it can't go right at all. She lets go of the knife but somehow, someway, it finds its way into her chest....
She looks so happy.
And as they die you can't help but feel something wrong, deeply horribly wrong.
You are so jealous. Envious beyond reason. The desire to kill yourself--look how happy THEY were to go!!--tugs even more. That could be YOU. You could have that blissful end too. It wouldn't take much at all. There's so many ways to go.]