Prologue.

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A white shirt.

So plain and simple.

Now red.

Stained with blood.

His blood.

It's everywhere.

That's all I see, feel, smell.

I can't save him.

I know I can't.

I thought I couldn't be saved either.

I thought many things...

Until her.

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