The World Is Ugly

You May Be Gone

Frank screamed. "No!"

All of a sudden, a detached shadow, as it looked like, was seen running towards the exterminator.

Gerard recognised that shadow like it was his own.
He stopped.

The shadow arrived at the exterminator, and a glint of red could be seen pressed against its head.

A shot was heard, and Frank looked up, expecting to see the only person he had left fall to his knees with a hole in his head.

He didn't.

He did, though, see the exterminator fall to his knees with a hole in his head.

Suddenly, everything stopped.

Every Drac for a mile fell.

Dead.

He was dead.

Frank looked at Gerard with tears in his eyes. Some tears were left over from his distress, some in happiness that someone had gotten vengeance for Mikey and Ray, and saved Gerard.

Gerard didn't look back, though.

He was looking at the shadow in front of him.

And the translucent outline of a person he knew better than he knew himself.

He bit his lip, tears stinging his eyes.

The blurry figure saluted him, and began walking away.

"No!" Gerard called after it, his voice desperate.

"Mikey, please. Stay with me."

The radio could be heard in the back as the static halted.

Dr. Death Defying's voice clicked on almost instantly.

"So just remember. You may be gone..."

Gerard blinked back more tears as Mikey's shadow approached him.

"...But here in the desert, your shadow lives on without you."