"He was a quiet child. Quiet but...obedient. As he grew, he resemblanced more and more of HIM. So I stopped looking his way. As soo as I stopped, he didn't look back."
"BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!"
He ran across the hallway to find a certain someone in a certain somewhere. He spat blood as he was running. He found the door and opened it. The someone was wrapped in chains and covered little specks if blood.
"Don't worry. I've come to get you out and save you."
The person smiled.
"Isn't it a but to late for that?"
"Cough cough!"
"Your already dying as it is. Why bother with me?"
His vision was fading. He fell to his hands and knees. His body plopped on the floor. He closed his eyes and lost sight of the person in the room.
He died.