'This is it. The end is here.' Eric grimly thought at he felt the gut wrenching pain go through his body.
Never did he thought it would hurt so much, or there would be so much blood.
But 1 foolish mistake had shamefully caused this. And now all his teammates would come up to OPS and find a dead body.
They would all gasp, then feel grief, and then probably laugh at the ridiculous cause of death.
'A fool and his tech gadgets soon parted' would read his gravestone. How terribly fitting.
Alas, this was it. Goodbye cruel world!
'Oh for heaven's sakes Mr. Beale, all you have is a paper cut! Not a slit wrist!' Hetty said, annoyed.
Then Eric snapped out of his head.
'Then why does it feel like I'm bleeding out!' He frantically whispered.
Hetty just rolled her eyes, trying not to laugh.
'Just cover that wound, I'll go get the bandages.' She said as she went downstairs.
'Why is it that the goofy ones are always the ones who overdramatize each wound they get?' She thought, while slightly chuckling.
