You close your eyes. You hear him get close to you. His breathing reminds you of the ocean waves. There is something soothing about it. He whispers into your ear “May the hourglass reflect upon itself” and you suddenly feel immense pain in your chest. You open your eyes and see him holding the knife that is now inside your heart with his right hand. You fall on the ground. You remember the beach. Solitude. It does not hurt anymore. You are dead.