Alone in the sea

I collapse in the sea of people. Trapped among them as they ignore me as if i were nothing. To busy with their lives to notice me.
I am alone.
I wearily stand and try to scream at them. "Help me! Help for the love of god I have been stabbed," but the blood clogs my lungs so nothing escapes.
I spit out some of the blood up and run up to a woman in a green dress. She has a pretty face, long legs, and tall high heels.
I grab her dress and say "Help me... Please. The man. He took my money. Stabbed me then ran away. Pleas-," I then coughed up blood on her dress.
She steps back in disgust "HEY! This was a 300 dollar dress," she says while staring at me with the same disgust as if i were a homeless person.
"Mam please, I need help. I-"
"Oh you do need help. What are you one of those jackass people from TV? Your people are going to pay for this dress if its permanently stained."
She then walked off in rage and disgust.
I run to a man in a business suit talking on a cell phone "Sir, please call 911 I have been stabbed."
The man looks at me and laughs, "Did Craig from accounting send you? God that guys always got good pranks."
"No sir I have really-"
"Tell Craig i said good one."
"No really I-" I cough up more blood.
"Okay," the man was growing impatient. "So your "DIEING". Do me a favor and die somewhere else your "BLOOD" is getting on our buildings walkway."
He then walked off in a hurried pace.
I try more people but they all brush me off and ignore me. I fall on the concrete again, gasping for breath. Then a figure stands over me, one i should know but cant remember by name.
"Who.... Who are you?" I asked. Blood spewing out with every syllable.
"I am the walker," he replied in a soothing tone. "Walk with me?" he asked extending his hand.
"I have been stabbed i can't walk." I say grabbing his hand.
"He pulls me up and says, "I think you will make it."
My stomach starts to feel better then no pain at all.
We walk together.

Officer Jack Forester and Kelly Vilten stand over the corpse of a 65 year old man laying in the middle of a sidewalk.
"Who is he?" Kelly asked squatting down beside the corpse.
"Name was Robert Folt'e," Jack said after a pause. "He was one of the biggest CEO's in the country. My brother worked in his company. Said the old man was the nicest person he ever met. Also told me that the old man used to always say 'I know in my heart that people will always give a caring hand to another when the time is needed. That is why I am always safe.' Kind of Ironic huh?"