The shoe was in the hallway behind him, and the slightest rust stain was smeared over the toe, visible in the hard bare hallway light. Shiloh's concern and sympathy sank through the acidic remnants of the rooftop resident, and Aaron started to shake. "He went to the roof, the apartment on the roof," he started, desperate to get it out before he really started to lose it. "He was sure there was someone safe there, but I don't know, whoever is up there is really messed up, but he was sure and he was all numb and panic so I let him go. Should I have let him go?"