Whoever went in never came out, that was just the truth and both of you knew it. This was why he pushed you down the stairs and ran up to the golden throne and sat as the golden material slowly engulfed him.

Despite your pleas and shouts, he wouldn't stand up. Actually, he couldn't stand up. His eyes are glazed over with tears, but his face is relaxed.

"I'm okay." He whispered, repeating his words. "I'm okay."