[Conrad stops trying to climb to his feet, he just stills, staring at the body on the ground. It can't be true, he just can't believe it.]
N-No... He can't be... I know him. Or... I knew him.
[He can hear his voice waver as he speaks. He bows his head, forcing himself to take his eyes off the body, and looks into the expanding puddle of blood that is forming around him. The hole in his stomach just continues to bleed at a steady pace no matter how much pressure he puts on it with the palm of his hand.]
I was supposed to help him. He was- He's my friend.
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N-No... He can't be... I know him. Or... I knew him.
[He can hear his voice waver as he speaks. He bows his head, forcing himself to take his eyes off the body, and looks into the expanding puddle of blood that is forming around him. The hole in his stomach just continues to bleed at a steady pace no matter how much pressure he puts on it with the palm of his hand.]
I was supposed to help him. He was- He's my friend.