In Nintendo of America, on the 3rd floor offices, you were sitting in your cubicle, at your computer, just working, you were scratching your arm a lot, until it's slowly started bleeding, Mike was nearby going to get some coffee by the break room, he's not seeing you scratch your arm, and he's slowly spoke up.

"Uh Henry your arm."

You turn to him and then look down you stopped, there was an awkward silence, until you just walked away, you then continue to scratch, blood dripping on the carpet, in your cubicle, you wouldn't stop, no matter of somebody told you to, you just continue, but you suddenly stop, when you hear Mike come out of the break room, he's holding two cups of coffee, he puts one on your desk and then walks off, and goes back to work, an hour later when we all get to take a break, your silently just trying to sneak around the break room trying to get yourself something to eat, Mike comes up to you and put a bandage your arm.

"Henry, you should be lucky and not even bleeding to dea-... death."

Mike seemed nervous about the topic of death, he doesn't like to speak about it or anything.