Jane was only footsteps away from the door. She was within earshot of the rest of her existence. She took 3 cleansing breaths, as she had in yoga, time after time after time. But this time, this time would be the clincher. She was coming in and out of consciousness now as she heard the voice. The Voice of her alter ego. Her Fear.She called her Safura after a Western Bad guy she use to see on Kung Fu. Safura was calling her to come back.Come back to Fear, Come back to pain, come back to the land without compassion. But she would not. This time she wouldn't submit to Safura the Fear Monger. Fear was over-rated. She knew that now, and now taking her third and final breath she let go, and now, NOW the rest of her existence was to begin. Begin With the End in mind.