'I'm sorry buddy...I shouldn't have gotten you into this mess.....I enjoyed the time we had. Truly. You were never a burden, even though I know there were times where you felt like you were. It's amusing how you're the unluckiest man alive and yet somehow you manage to turn the situations in your favor. Haha, I wonder how many times you would've fallen while running towards me. Do you see it? The gap between us...'
In Nate's mind, he envisioned a narrow stretch of land where he sat on a chair with only his body and legs bound. He stretched his hand out in front, it seemed as if he was reaching for something, but no matter how much he tried, he could never reach it. On the other end of this land, was Luke. He had a desperate look on his face, he stretched out his hand and stumbled down. However, he never gave up. No matter what, no matter how many times he was thrown down, he never stopped, but what use was it if he could never reach Nate's hand?
