Bang

He was here


Sweat dripped down my face, a shaky breath escaping my throat. I could barely think, knowing that he was prowling around.


A scream echoed through the room, a man hanging from a ledge by a rope.


My heart throbbed, adrenaline pumping through my veins.


Another scream.


I could hardly breathe, my gun trembling in my hands.


Gunshots


I ran to the origin of the bullets, stumbling along the way.


He was there


We cheered, dropping our guard.


It was our last mistake.


He came from the shadows, clapping slowly


BANG!


My friend fell to the ground, bullet wound in his skull.


A pistol


It was pressed against my temple. I cried in desperation, tears running down my face.


BANG!