Vengeance:

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Dong was smart but he still couldn't wrap his mind around Snake's plan. A bomb? A bomb to destroy the whole town? Impossible. Surely it was. He had been sent to Moon Industries to, 1, distract security and, 2, steal a hacking device to allow Snake's broadcast. But Snake and his men had gone in to steal something else. The bomb? He had thought it all through so many times, and everytime he always came back to the same thing; "When the hell was his coffee gonna be given to him?"

"Dong, my good friend." Snake called with open arms and a wide smile. Dong walked towards Snake as Snake walked to Dong. Snake wrapped his right arm around Dong's shoulders an placed his hand on Dong's right shoulder. "I gotta show ya something, Dongy Boy." He said as he walked closer and closer to his office. Dong could feel goosebumps creep up his arm as he approached the chilling room. "S...Snake?" He stuttered, "Why did we not free Falcon? From prison I mean." Snake wrapped his hand around the door knob and twisted it until it clicked and allowed entry. "I did. I freed him from prison with the bullet I lodged in his skull." Snake pulled up a chair for Dong and stood at the side of the broken table, leaning on its jagged contents. "But...why?" Dong hesitated, settling awkwardly and frightfully into the ragged chair.
Snake contorted his face in a matter of impatience. "My father-a drunk, junkie, wife beating murderer-used to buy drugs from you. Only after the death of his; mother, brother and father. Couldn't deal with his grief and turned to alcohol and the drugs you provided. He began to beat my mother and eventually, killed her." Dong started to quiver and shake; "I'm sorry, I didn't kn..." Snake interrupted him by shaking his head in motion with the wave of his hand. "I don't need your sympathy. Your pity."
"After he killed my mother," he continued, "Me and my sister went into adoption. She attempted suicide infront of me because of the things she had witnessed. She couldn't achieve her goal." Snake's voice began to break and croak as his eyes gathered salty tears; "My life was destroyed by you. Falcon-he was killed because my mother worked for him and he beat her when she couldn't achieve her best. My plans with you are simply for closure. To be free. Thank you for your services Dong Seamus. But goodbye." Dong's eyes widened when he saw Snake's hand dash for a dagger on the table.

Dong kicked out and sent Snake sprawling over the table and onto the ground. The dagger slid off of the table and clattered on the ground. Dong rushed for the door but stumbled when a bullet latched its way in the back of his knee. He went to one knee and heard Snake walking towards him, tutting. Dong's hair was tugged backwards and a cold metal blade was pressed against his neck. "Goodnight, Dongy Boy." The blade was pressed hard against his neck and was dragged across his skin.