As he was roaming the tower grounds looking for a dance partner. My guardian began to feel a slight pain and burn in his fingertips. Alarmed he began to inspect his fingers looking for the origin of his discomfort. Poor him, his finger began to dissipate into the open air pixel by pixel. Causing large amounts of pain and utter agony to him. His legs began to do the same causing him to fall to the ground in a writhing mass of pain and disbelief. Other guardians run to his aid at the sound of his shouts for a mercy bullet, but to no avail since the tower absolutely abolishes the use of firearms within its walls. The guardians watch in horror as he becomes nothing more then a twitching torso. His last words were.... [b]My body was not ready, and see you starside.[/b] He lives on into this day in the memories of all who have seen and chatted with him. May he finally rest in the stars.