kajsa ㅇㅅㅇ

The agony faded to color, and its pressure released, the nauseating smell of his own blood overcome by a cool breeze even as he tried desperately to hold onto his wife. He thought he heard her scream; distressed and excruciating. But he could do nothing. All at once, his world dissolved, and she was gone, and he was dead; and both of them were completely and utterly alone.