I was on the bridge of passing out, but my strong will kept me going, "Accidents happen (deep breath)...revenge....is not...the way..."

       "I need to avenge my son-"

       "Would your son......like this.....though? Do you....think....he would appreciate.....a dad who...kills?"

        "I'm doing this for James-"

        "But would (deep breath) James....do this...for you?"

     There was a long, pause and the figure pulled down his hood. A middle aged man with graying hair stood in the rising sun. Underneath that cloak, was just a grieving father.

         "I might be....short of time....but, you still have...a chance....to redeem yourself......." I coughed out more blood, but this time I couldn't speak afterwards. My vision went dark and my breath short......