Falling...

I've lost control of the Wastrel, and now I am holding on for my life as we all fall to our doom.

Why did I agree to come on this insane voyage into Hell itself? Be honest: it is because I know what fate awaits me in the Library, and I seek to avoid it by any means necessary. At the time, even Hell seemed a better alternative.

Failing...

The ground is rushing to meet us, and I know that we have failed; we cannot possibly survive. At least now I will be free of the Eye. I see Tristan's shadow blade reaching out to my chest, and I cannot bring myself to feel anger at him for this last betrayal...