"No, no, no, no, NO!" Liza yelled as she watched her friend's dim green soul slowly start to crack. "You can't give up, you can't leave me here! Please don't leave me..." She broke down in the chair next to his hospital bed, tears streaming down her face. "No...." She felt a pain in her chest and her own soul appeared in front of her. It was a dim red colour. Her friend of dying next to her, leaving her feeling hopeless. A cracking sound made her look up. Every second they sat there, he was dying, a part of his soul cracking away. She couldn't let him die, not today. He wasn't going to die. She was filled with DETERMINATION.