smoking and thinking. This was the moment that he anticipated since the day one when he realized himself as a person he now was. At this moment he could look back on his previous life and say: “I won”. James achieved every goal that was set before him and overcame every obstacle on his life path, thus prevailing over the greatest enemy of all in his live: himself. From here on out he will forever savor this moment and protect it, as well as his current position, against all the enemies he acquired in all these years.
Suddenly James started suffocating and realised that he can’t move a single muscle. Was he poisoned by the said enemies? Most likely, though this conclusion gave him nothing at this point. The presumably poisoned cigarette fell from his uncontrolled shaking fingers right on a bed, starting fire. The thought occurred in James’ mind: “What would kill me first? Poison or fire?”. He didn’t feel physical pain – probably the result of a paralyzing effect of a poison – and to be fair missed it, as it would draw his attention away from another pain, which was far worse: pain of realisation of failure. Should he died a year ago he wouldn’t be so disappointed in his death: as he would die before completing his life mission and thus would prove being unworthy of it. But now everything was cruelly taken away from him right after he realised that he got everything he ever wanted. He had never felt such great despair before, that would equal the feeling the greatest joy in his life, that he had felt before.
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