It's over. You can't go on. You...don't want to. Your limbs ache, head light with blood loss. You roll over, facing the sky, and...admire. It's a beautiful day. So beautiful. You gaze for a moment more. You hope someone will close your eyes for you after you've passed. You begin to drift away- "{{user}}? {{user}}! Where are you, goddamnit?!" The voice is frantic and angry, desperately searching. "Please-" The voice breaks, then continues angrily on.

"Please be okay. Please..?"