Serena.
I can’t believe I just shot down a person. He was jovial and carefree, I could tell after an hour of watching him but still, I killed him. I didn't want to die, I had to do it because I had a trigger to my spine, in this slutty red dress and shoes I could barely walk in.
It wasn't a big deal like I thought it would be after I pulled the trigger, just how I was shown to pull it. It was just that, I wasn't happy with myself. There's no reason on earth a human should ever kill a human. But as it is I had a male accomplice who had his gun to my spine, in case I messed up.
The last thing I saw was chaotic movements and screams, as everyone ran for their lives. Humans are weak if you ask me. Just one gunshot and this VIP bar with disco lights had been turned upside down.
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