he was laying on your bed. You were sleeping when he got in your room from the window... He woke you and you started to talk to each other. It's been 3 years after he tried to burn you alive. He started to cough some blood and you helped him not to die. He hold onto you , trying not to fall. He layed his head on your shoulder. He held your hand with his good arm…the other one was hurt... He started to talk , seeming about to die. "In the end…i don't regret anything…" He passed out