The Death of Dan

I was playing an aram on League of Legends, and I was Zilean.  I was chasing down a gangplank, who was almost dead.  For some reason, my ultimate was a mass slow and stun, instead of the whole revive thing.  Anyways, when I finally caught him with a time bomb,  he died, and then a chest spawned there.  It was then that I was myself again, and we were in a long, dark hallway.  The chest was still there, and I knew we might need it to survive, so I opened it to check it out. 

The first thing I felt was an arm.  I thought, oh great, someone left there arm in here, and then moved on.  I saw some gold, and a lot of moldy bread.  I kept digging, to see if there was anything else.  That was when someone said “Where’s Dan?”  I finally looked back towards the arm, and realized it was connected to a body, the body of Dan Hodun.  I was in tears as I rushed him to the med unit, with Dr. McCoy by my side.  We tried to revive him, but nothing would work.  McCoy said we should at least find out what had killed him, so we could avoid it ourselves.  He left to go get some equipment, and I started talking to Dan.  This isn't some creepy sort of talking to the dead, more like the silence in the library sort, if you are a Dr. Who fan.  I told him how strange it was that I was the only one who could talk to him when he was dead.  He said, “Yeah, that is kinda strange.  Wait, where else have I been dead?!?”  I reminded him of a couple of times that were close calls, but he couldn't remember me talking to him.  It was then that he started to deteriorate.  The only way we could continue to communicate was through a computer interface.  We would take turns typing.  After time, even that began to fail.  He started typing gibberish, and then nothing at all.  I was so very sad to see him go.