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Warnings: Bad Grammar, mentions of attempted suicide

Loss of sense

Sight

Nate’s very slightly smiling and then it’s gone with everything else and there’s nothing but blackness,

 It’s not the first time and it won’t be the last, it just happens sometimes the cancer will be more concentrated in one place until my cells change and it balances out again.

When I can see again I nearly walk in to a bench I just walk on it like I meant to all along it only lasted less than a minute I look to Nate,

 He never even noticed.

  Smell

I turn on the small device attached to my mask that Weasel gave me and my nose just switches off it’s more disconcerting and not like having a cold like I thought it would be but at least it will stop the mark from using scent pheromones to mind whammy me in to jumping off a cliff again.

  Hearing

My eardrums burst from the explosion there’s still more of them I swing my swords and attack and I let my mouth run I am no doubt shouting and I have no idea what I’m saying but I have a reputation to up hold.

  Touch

I’m numb all over I can’t feel a thing,

 I look around at the white frozen wilderness and sink to the floor,

 I can’t feel it’s so nice to not feel,

I lie down in the snow and feel nothing.

  Taste

Francis is feeding me soup I mostly get intravenously fed these days but sometimes Francis likes to force it down me himself,

He put’s another spoonful in my mouth I can’t taste it my tongue is dead from some of the things Doc Killebrew used to get rid of my teeth,

I look at the bandages on my wrists where I had bitten the flesh open it took days for me to stabilise I nearly died,