>>Amber
"What?" I blinked at him in confusion.
"I said, I can't," He replied
"What?" Shock overtook me, "Why? Hael, don't do this, we don't have much time! Please do something." I was fretting pretty badly.
"That's the thing." He said and then looked at the body on the ground, "He's already dead." He scratched his cheek with his index finger, "I never said I won't do it, I said, I can't, because I can't bring back the dead." He took to the ground, "No one can,"
A wave of shock and disbelief washed over me, leaving me numb with horror. My heart hammered in my chest, "No," I shook my head in disbelief. Guilt clawed at my conscience, its icy grip tightening with each passing moment, "No, it can't be," I hurried down by the body and placed my fingers on his neck, not caring that the blood that had pooled on the ground got on my dress. Not caring that I was getting my hands soiled in blood.
