[OBVIOUSLY SEASON 2 SPOILERS]

I remember the cold - grayer than the stone walls, sharper than the iron lock on the cell door. I was bait, precisely placed, because Tyler still brings out the worst in the Hyde.

He never hesitated. One moment he was snarling behind steel, the next he crashed through the window frame, sending glass glittering like dark stars.

Everything slowed. I felt the air tear past me as I tumbled out of the penitentiary’s window. The world flipped. Pain hit first - sharp glass cutting across my face, blood warm on my cheek. Then shock - silence - but for the distant breaking of glass and my mind racing.

I landed with a brutal thud on the courtyard stones. For a heartbeat, I lay there, shards surrounding me, scent of iron thick in the air. My vision narrowed - darkness creeping at the edges - but I could still hear distant screams inside, footsteps running toward me.

My final thought, as the world tilted and everything went black, echoed in my head:

I’ve always dreamed of looking death in the face. But in my final moments, all I can hear is Mother’s words ringing in my ears.

And then nothing. Not even a goodbye.