"Very well," he replies, standing, "I trust you know what y-"
Suddenly, an awful, pulsing pain filled the very chest of Robert. He could feel it closing in on him. He knew in that moment nothing but agony, as if all the breath had been sucked out of him and a knife had been stabbed into his back... Though there had been no knife to speak of. It had been something far more subtle. Hand clutching his skin, Robert fell to the ground, and in that moment, entered a coma.