A young boy was laying on the ground.. he was all wounded. covered in blood and sharp needles.. he was layin when he was slowly closing his eyes.. he was about to give up.. He wanted to give up his life and stop fighting. It didn't bother him any longer.. he didn't either realise you were there..

"It doesn't matter... they'll still succeed without me.. I'm just a bother..."

He said in calm and quite voice as he already closed his eyes...What do you do..?