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Pain, regret, guilt, and many more emotions were overwhelming within me as I stood before a huge box where laid Dimitri or his completely crisp burnt body. my hands shook as I placed it on top of the box, tears fell down my cheek continuously and I wept in helplessness. "I'm so sorry," I whispered in a thick voice, doctors made me wear a mask and a special suit because the cause of death was the fire. I leaned my head on the box and cried " I'm so very sorry, Dimitri, I wish it was me and not you" I wept for a long time before I was forced outside the morgue by Oliver. "Did you find it?" I asked desperately with tear stain on my face, Oliver looked stressed and avoided the eye contact. "The guy I told you about, Peter something. he was at the party and the accident site" he sighed and ru