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He knew, he was too late, nevertheless he hurried. He knew, because he had seed the lights of Kai's motorbike heading away from the stairway and disappearing in the dark. Until then he hadn't allowed himself to give up. Now he would have to wait thirty years.

He found her lying on her side on the floor of the crypt, one arm bowed under her head. How beautiful she was, and how peaceful she appeared in her sleep, as if she had never touched a sword or seen running blood. It made him forget all the fights and the pain from the past. He laid his hand onto hers. "Sleep well, Saya!" he whispered and kissed her cheek, "I love you and I will always be with you and wait until you wake up."

He stayed at her side for an hour, not wanting to leave her, but the wounds he gained, during the bombing of the opera house required a lot of blood to heal. He became weaker every second, until the need of blood forced him to leave. He placed the rose, which he had brought for her, in front of the crypt. He wanted her to know, that he had been here, just in case she awoke unexpectedly. Did she even know that he was alive? He pulled the ribbon out of his hair and tied it around the rose's stalk, hoping, she would recognize it.

He took her sword out of his cello case wondering, whether to leave it at her side, but decided not to do so, in the event she again went crazy after awakening.

When he turned to depart someone stepped into his way. "Haji, I didn't know you survived", Solomon said, "It always surprises me, how tough you are."

"I promised Saya, that I would stay with her, and this, I will do."

"But she thinks that you already left her, right? She doesn't expect to ever see you again."

Haji took a deep breath: "No, she doesn't. But why would it matter, what she expects to happen? Doesn't life often turn out different than we thought?"

"Oh, it does matter, because if she thinks, that you're dead, she won't wonder where you are, if you don't sit by her side, when she awakens. She would never know that you survived at the opera house…nobody would ever know." There was something strange in Solomon's expression: an overwhelming passion verging on madness.

"Why are you saying this?" Haji tightened his grip on Saya's sword and loosened the scabbard. He saw the claw darting towards him, but still weakened from his previous fight, he couldn't react before it pierced his body.

"Saya will be mine!"