The sky casino seemed to be so close yet so far at the same time. One hand outstretched towards the one who claimed to want to save him. A hint of fear but bitter acceptance in his eyes. The wind seeming to push her hair in several directions. “It’s okay.” He tries to reassure what would have been his savior. Closing his eyes only to fall to his supposed demise. Fyodor wanted him to be dead so this is his fate and he shall accept it as such without a second thought. His world fades to black.