John's death has hit everyone, both mentally and physically. His family was in mourning, and the youngest of his siblings even stopped talking, shutting himself in. His mother was taken to the hospital with a heart attack after the news and now his father did not leave her hospital bed. The funeral was handled by a human who waited for John from missions day after day, cherishing the hope of a happy life. And now, instead of this desire, life has turned into a waking nightmare. Even in dreams it was impossible to get lost. It was just another nightmare. They stood on the seashore, looking at each other, until they finally hugged. John was clutching his lover's hysterical body in his arms. "Just... Just let's stand like this for just a little bit?" It was impossible to tell which of the two of them said it. An engagement ring fell on the sand. A damn dream.