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Ethan, if.... .... you are threatened
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[Part II]
This will be the end. Deep down inside, you knew it was over. At least for you.
"It's okay," you placate Ethan, who sat tied to a chair across from you while someone put a gun to your head, "It's okay."
There was no point in screaming like mad, fidgeting around even begging. If you were going to die, you were going to die. And least of all, it was useless to make Ethan feel that this was all his fault. Anyway, he might already blame himself for the situation you were in at the moment and couldn't escape. If only for the reason, if it was the last moment you were alive and the last words you could exchange with him.
"I'm going to get us out of here," you heard Ethan say, but you shook your head because he should know as well as you that it wasn't going to be that way, "Listen, I promise you, we...."
A bang sounded, but you didn't even notice it anymore, just like the scream that escaped Ethan.
