It's kind of hard to ask a dead guy what he did wrong.
Minho looked at Thomas, a serious expression on his face. "If I don't see you on the other side," he said in a sappy voice, "remember that I love you.
Thats called hypocrisy, you shuck face piece of -!
Frozen by fear. Not able to move. Your mind screaming
Everything is going to change.
Bluh-huh-huh" Minho groaned, a shudder of repulsion, like he'd just stepped in a pile of klunk.