i watched the clock , and again , it changed to say 8:30 , the door flew open , i stared , as he walked in , he walked up to the bedroom , to the bedside table , and pulled a revolver from it , he loaded it , one shot , and walked in front of the mirror , i walked up behind him , i was ready , for what came next , but before he went to pull the trigger , for some reason , i felt the urge to lean inward , i knew he could n't hear me , but i whispered anyway , i hope you go wherever she goes , cause if not it will be all for nothing .