Everything happened fast. One moment he was running out of the building, the next he was on the ground, bleeding to death. He had been injured before but this was different. He was at peace and didn't feel the pain anymore. Everything went dark as he leaned against something.

He felt a sense of piece as he felt a soft breeze hit his face. And a soft, familiar voice whispering "Not yet" before he was back in the living world, on a hospital bed and surrounded by doctors before he passed out again.