"Please! We have a child! Don't hurt us! Please.. she needs us..." A mother pleaded with tears running down her cheeks.
"Don't worry. We'll find her. And we'll make sure, she ends up exactly, like, you." The man dressed in all black, with a mask covering his entire face, laughs, and points a loaded gun to her head.
"I'm sorry! We'll do anything!"
"Martha.."
"Please David...we can't leave her..."
The father turned to the man, staring into his eyes.
"We don't regret it. We did what we had to do."
"Oh really? Then I guess you won't mind me doing this!"
A taunting scream was released , echoing in the abandoned building, into the lifeless night.
"David!"
The father drops down in an instant. A pool of blood starts to spread on the floor from the father's shot chest. The mother tries her best to hold the wound with her shaking hands.
"Martha.." His voice remains stern as if he isn't in tremendous pain. When beneath his calmness, his jaws are clenched tight, trying his hardest to not tremble and scream in agony. He continues to stare at the man right in the eyes.
"Martha, stop. I'm fine. Leave it "
"David-"
"Now now he said he's fine! Why are you worrying?
The man grins widely under the mask, enjoying the horrendous scene he's made right before him. He then raises his gun the second time,
"Since you're fine after one shot, let's see if your wife is the same."
"No!"
The father screams, his voice beginning to tremble,
"Don't! Don't...touch my wife..."
He chokes on the blood flowing out his mouth, losing his consciousness bit by bit.
"Oh? Do I need your permission to shoot?"
The man said with a chuckle.
The father couldn't stare at the man anymore, he tilted his head to his wife, whose tears had run dry long ago, with all that was left is a traumatized mother.
"Let my wife live." He whispered.
"What was that?" The man in black teased.
"Kill me and let my family live."
"no...NO!!" The mother cried.
"Wow. You really are a hero. Alright then, I'll do as you wish."
"NO!!!!!-" 𝘽𝘼𝙉𝙂
The father's head slams the floor, another pool of blood joins the first one, beautifully emerging into one, where the father's lifeless body lies.
The clothes of his slowly soak in his own blood, and a tear flows down his face for the last time.
"Your turn." The man turns and points the gun at the mother.
"N-no...I'm begging you...Spare me..Please..."
She wails and sobs, trying to pick up what once was her husband.
"Please... don't kill me...she won't survive on her own!! She's only ten!!"
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