Title: "Eternal Echoes"
INT. HISTORICAL HIGH SCHOOL - DAY
The hallways of Clone High are filled with somber silence as students shuffle through, their faces etched with grief. The news of Abe's impending demise has spread like wildfire. The camera pans to a dimly lit room where Abe lies in a hospital bed, surrounded by his friends.
Gandhi, usually known for his jovial spirit, sits by Abe's side, his eyes red from constant weeping. Tears trickle down his cheeks as he clutches Abe's hand, hoping against hope for a miracle.
GANDHI
(tearfully)
Please, Abe. You can't leave us. We need you here. I need you here.
Abe musters a weak smile, his voice barely audible.
ABE
(whispering)
Gandhi... my friend. Don't... cry for me. It's... my time.
Gandhi's body trembles with emotion as he fights to hold back his sobs. He places his forehead gently against Abe's, their tears mingling.
GANDHI
(sobbing)
But you can't go, Abe. You're the heart of this place. You're my heart.
Abe musters the strength to stroke Gandhi's cheek, a gesture of comfort amidst the pain.
ABE
(whispering)
Gandhi, my eternal buddy. You... you've grown so much. I've always admired your spirit, your ability to find joy in everything. Promise me... you'll keep smiling.
Gandhi's voice breaks, his words trembling with anguish.
GANDHI
(choking back tears)
I don't know if I can, Abe. Not without you.
Abe's weak grip tightens slightly on Gandhi's hand.
ABE
(struggling)
You... you can. You're stronger... than you know. You'll... bring laughter... to the world.
Gandhi nods, a mix of determination and grief etched across his face.
GANDHI
(whispering)
I'll try, Abe. For you. But it won't be the same without you.
Abe's breathing grows shallow, his voice a mere whisper.
ABE
(faintly)
Remember... the good times... the laughter. I'll... always be... with you.
A single tear rolls down Gandhi's cheek as he watches his dear friend's eyes slowly close.
GANDHI
(barely audible)
Goodbye, Abe. I'll... I'll make you proud.
Gandhi presses his lips to Abe's forehead, a final farewell. He then rises from the bed, his eyes filled with newfound resolve. The weight of loss hangs heavily in the air as Gandhi leaves the room, his steps echoing through the desolate halls of Clone High.
FADE OUT.
Author(s) note: I'm scared. We're monsters, what have we done
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