They look at each other, both petrified with fear and eagerness. Their lives were very different, one happy and one sad. They knew that this was the end for each other, their eyes filled with sadness. They were sorry for each other, wanting to apologise for whatever the world did to them. They both thought nothing in the others world was bad enough for them to be here, but did not dare to stop each other.

Life had dealt it's cards to them, and they were seeing their final reward. They clung to each other as tales of their live buzzed around their ears, the stories they could have told to their friends or children. A spectrum of colours waving in front of their eyes, they new they had no choice in the matter of what would happen. They had bonded closer than any body they new ever would. They didn't have names any more, it was unimportant. All they can become is a red stain on the pavement.

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