No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. No.

I can't breathe.

I'm suffocating.

No. No, this can't be happening.

Somehow, I'm on my feet.

How?

I don't know.

I don't care.

Every part of me is screaming in denial.

His name slips past my lips.

I turn.

I'm staring.

They're all staring, mouths agape, in shock.

I still can't breathe.

This can't be true.

This can't be right.

He can't be gone.