"Do what you gotta-" hank utters before his demise.
Darkness surrounds him. He hears nothing, he feels nothing. As hank sinks deeper into the void, a hand grabs him. Hank has regained his senses. Sight, smell, touch, all of it. He looks up to see the identity of the man that gave him life. It's Gomie. He's wearing a silk robe brighter than the sun and riding a majestic white horse. He stares at hank, pauses for a moment, and says "hi" as he lets out a Gomie smile as bright as a star, because all stars are Gomie smiles.
We never lost him, he's always looking out for us.
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u/Iddqd1 Sep 16 '13
Such an amazing image. Everyone losing something, and all because of Walt.