Patient 2 stood, his presence commanding. "You've guessed it, haven't you, doc? I'm Death." His words were calm but final. "I've been waiting, patiently, for your realization. And now, the time has come."
I laughed, bitter and hollow. "I've waited for you too, Death. I regret my mistakes, but isn't it too late for regrets? Everything ends, doesn't it?"
Death nodded. "It does. But your ending - that's a reflection of how you lived. Come, it's time."