Whats happening to me? Whats going on? Where has that part of my life gone? Am I alive? Can I hear? Is this person who I am supposed to be? Should I breathe? Should I know? Is my life supposed to be all this questioning? Are you okay? Am I okay? No, But who am I to say? What have I done? Where has he gone? Why cant he come back to me? Im alone, Im dead, I cannot breathe, nor see, nor hear. I cannot know, I cannot think, I cannot see through this fog of mine. I am gone, yet I am here, I am here to save lives of the others. This is the end, Please forgive. I need you to speak, To trust, To know.. To Billy.