"You have such a pretty voice," he says before a yawn overtakes him.

It's so easy to let go with her hand stroking his head and her humming filling his ears. The warmth of her love caresses his very soul. Weariness tugs down his eyelids like shades over a window. Slowly, his breathing grows shallow. First sleep, and then... then his chest stops rising at all. His heart comes to a gentle stop and in that moment his face goes from relaxed to slack.

Then, he's standing in front of her instead, staring at his own corpse curled up heavy in her lap. Now that he's dead, the fog is lifted and he knows the truth. He knows why she did it.

"Valdis? Can you hear me?"