Actually, he didn't have much time left and didn't want his dearest friend to waste their time or money on him, a dying man, because it wouldn't mean anything.,I went back to the washroom and washed my hands. The reflection in the mirror was pale, like a paper doll, with red and swollen needle marks all over the back of my right hand. Just looking at it made me shudder.,I don't know who sent him the virtual helmet, but it can't be a bad thing.。