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And I can taste fresh blood on yours, but I have to do it because it scares me.

Why? and his voice held the first hint of anger, like a slap of warmth.

Then why do it?

I shook my head. I'm not competing with you, Richard, or anyone else. I don't give a shit who's better or faster or braver.

I shrugged. Maybe, but I still have to do it.

I shrugged. Maybe, but I still have to do it.

To me, Richard, I have something left to prove to me.

Why? Why do you need to know that? You've proven to me and everyone here that you're tough. You don't have anything left to prove to us.

I looked at him, at the puzzlement in his face, his eyes, which had bled back to their normal, perfect brown. I'd been trying to explain shit like this to Richard for a few years now. I finally realized that he would never understand and I was tired of trying to explain myself, not just to Richard, to everybody.

I shrugged. Maybe, but I still have to do it.

Because it scares me, and I have to know if I can.

I shook my head. I have to do it, Richard.

Why? and his voice held the first hint of anger, like a slap of warmth.

Just to see if I can.

Why do you have to be the toughest, the bravest? Why can't you, just once, let me do something for you? Going down in the hole doesn't scare me. Let me do this for you. Please. His voice was still soft, and he was leaning into me enough so that I could smell the drying blood on him, the richness of fresh blood in his mouth, as if some small cut had not healed completely.

To me, Richard, I have something left to prove to me.

Why? Why do you need to know that? You've proven to me and everyone here that you're tough. You don't have anything left to prove to us.

Give me the flashlight, Richard.

He shook his head. I let this happen. I'll get him out.

I shrugged. Maybe, but I still have to do it.

And I can taste fresh blood on yours, but I have to do it because it scares me.

Give me the flashlight, Richard.

I shrugged. Maybe, but I still have to do it.

And I can taste fresh blood on yours, but I have to do it because it scares me.

To me, Richard, I have something left to prove to me.

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