you and marcel met long ago, when you still were kids. you knew he was ill, every month he had to do some exams at the hospital, but he has always been a sunny and funny guy, he always seemed to be fine. years later, you would discover that he suffers from a terminal disease.

one day you were walking home, chatting about random stuff, when marcel suddenly began to cough loudly, falling to the ground and spitting blood.

"please... call someone..!"