get out now while most of me is still intact

She turned and looked at the strange apparition with a bleary gaze. Hadn't she suffered enough? What fresh hell was this? A shudder ran down her spine as she peered at the items the cloaked figure offered. There was a deep, quaking feeling in her stomach. She couldn't bear to look at him - it? - for long. The dim light of the fireflies seared her eyes as if they were the brightest sunrise. Had it truly been this dark for so long that even the dimmest flicker of brightness was painful? Maybe it was just another sick part of her affliction. Weakly, Theory gestured to the Cursed Litter Pass. It was impossible to tell what purpose any of the items might serve. Perhaps it was just better to pick something and not ask too many questions.