Kristor is depressed that he doesn’t have any friends. He walks the walk of shame and guilt. Things didn’t turn out the way he wanted it to be. He starts crying. Everyone looks at him. The tears look normal now. It seems this way. He keeps thinking about how he hurt many people along the way and never got the chance to apologize to them. He is a lonely creature of the night. The tears suddenly turn to blood.

Something terrible is going on with Kristor. He is shedding lots of tears and is getting more skinnier by the last hours of his life. The tears drain the public streets and sidewalks. The pavement and road turn to paint blood red. It is sure bloody at for the audience. He quickly falls down and can’t walk and stand any longer.

His skin is shedding out and falling down rapidly. He dies in the middle of the intersection near the malls and pharmacies. The strangers cry for his death. It all turned out negative. He tried to do good for the people, but he didn’t have the guts to. He was lost all the time.

The next week, the audience in public commemorate him and name the sidewalk Kristor Hoglen. They will always remember him for his kind soul. So sad to see the lost soul now gone. They all talk about his adventures and journeys along his way. And yeah, the depression he held on for his entire life.