I imagined myself in Van Nguyen's shoes and truly I felt nothing but despair. I imagined this morning will be the last of all dawns I will ever see. I imagined marking the last of my hours without my loved ones. I imagined facing death that awaits me at the end of the long walk.
And all I did was ... imagined.
Tomorrow at dawn ... he will be no more.
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