The end. Derus fell to the ground. The pain he had ignored broke through, no longer able to fight it.There she laid. Peace at last. Derus could not hold back his tears. Unable to tell right from wrong. Was this it? Derus was torn. Even though he wanted to believe it ended here, he kept telling himself to go on.
"No more!" Echoed through the hallway.
His muscles refused to follow when reaching for the gun. He fought them back and managed to accomodate command, placing the gun on his forehead. Panicking, breathing heavily and shaking, it took all his strength to keep it steady. As he started squeezing the trigger, control was lost. Everything went blurry. A shot was heard. The building went silent.
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