Hell and paradise

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JO

I grab Erin by his shoulders, and shake him in every sense, frenetically. He just passed out, but his entire body is still shaken by violent spasms.
I was looking for him when I saw Erin lying on the floor like a dead body.
I'm deeply frustrasted, because nothing I do works on him. So, I take his face between my hands, to force him to look at me.
- Erin ? Erin ! Do you hear me ? ERIN !!!
But Erin doesn't move.
- Answer me, Erin. Please, answer me.
Abruptly, the spasms stop.
- Yes, that's it. Calm down...
For a second, I don't realize what is happening. I don't understand why Erin is not waking up, why he's not simply reassuring me.
- Erin, answer me...
But then, I realize he's not breathing anymore. He doesn't move.
- ANSWER ME, ERIN !!!
This scene is brutal.
It cuts my breathe. It makes my lips shake. My eyes get wet. My eyesight is blurred.
Erin is dead.

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