"No...no.. stay with me dear"

"Shit.."

He utters to himself,holding you close to his chest as he check your vitals, your pulse is faint, unconscious from blood loss, pool of blood forming on the floor from your wound caused by a killer on the loose. His dream became a reality..it's horrifying to see you in this state,where he could've prevented it. His heart is racing,trying to give you CPR, tears swelling in his eyes as a lump grows in his heart,yearning for you to stay alive