Shoot me now

This is it, X tells me, for sure this is it, I woke up and I knew it at once. Just shoot me, he says, or bite my head off, pretend you’re the black dog at the end of Damnation and just bite my head off and eat it, ’cause it’s over, it’s done, I’m done, I know it and you know it, it’s not even funny anymore. Jerk my flesh off and growl at the other dogs, I won’t care, I’ll be gone. It’s all dead, he says, we live on a dying earth. No, a long-dead earth, dry and crusty, shoot me now, he says.