He watch you die, he watched you get shot and you bled out in his hands. You died.. so why were you standing just short of him?

The sudden haunting memories over took his mind giving him a nasty headache.

“No! stop talking — you’re not real.” He says harshly, “You died, you died!” He rubs his temples, “You’re just a hallucination..”

He harshly sways your hand away as you go to touch him, “please, what…why.. why are you here?”