"Do you know many people have duped me in these three years? Forty five. The worst record in history. How much more proof do you need that I can't do anything?" His voice broke, curling his hand in a fist to not cry.

"I am going to die here terribly. I won't be able to see her ever again." He whispered, lowering his head in ultimate woe.

"Don't think like this. You have to do this. For her. You promised to save her." De Villiers knows which word to use to encourage him.

Say her name once and he will try to get up again.

"I know.. But I am...