It's as if you're dead. Well, not completely dead. It's like, you have just been declared as one among the
MISSING PERSONS.
The search team has began grouping together to find your precious body. Alive, or dead.
I'll be there.
Don't you worry.
I'll make sure I get to see your smile one last night.

The idea of you being dead...dislike.

Directions: BREATHE. BREATHE. breathe.

I promise you it won't be difficult. For most people, it's something subconcious. I trust you have the strength for it.

Make those red eyes turn white. As white as...that cloud, right.....THERE.

It's innocent, yes (I know), but don't deny that you understand.