WHAT THE FUCK!!

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"Just one single bullet."
"Just one single bullet."
"Just one single bullet."
i repeatedly say each time a tear falls off my face.
Is this seriously how im going to die? By killing myself? By taking the gun and loading the bullet back into it and pulling the trigger. But then ill be nothing but a dead body. And all my useless memories. Will be gone. With my eyes , with my body with me. Why was i ever put in this situation.

I hear something from the darker end of the basement. But i decided to ignore it. Was i hallucinating already?i wasnt in the room what? 30 minutes. Maybe more.

What can i even do here? Kill myself? Eat a fucking brick which is impossible .

i walk around to find more broken things. A large plastic bag. Shattered glass. Blood. My blood of course. Who elses blood could it be?

i sit back on the stairs before i hear my name.

"Fiore.." It whispers
"Fiore.."
"Fiore.."
"Fiore.."
It wont stop. It hasnt even been an hour and im already hallucinating. My brain is rotting..

"FIORE.."
"FIORE.."
"FIORE.."
The voice got louder and louder from the darken corner of the room

(can u all see where this is going??)

im frightened but when i look for anything there all there is, is a plastic bag.. Its calling my name so i open it

"WHAT THE SIGMA.." I yell because a tall figure emerges from the bag

"Fiore i knew id find you here. Im breaking you out."

"I have so many questions,Alec."
I smirk before shaking hands with him

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