Kill All Your Friends

Final Chapter: And Then There Were None

Harry still griped the gun immensely, he aimed again and shot several times to get rid of his anger, during the process Shae's ear was torn off and one eye was removed through the back of his head, the throat was obliterated. He ran out of ammo but still continuously pulled the trigger as some tears rolled down his face, he dropped the gun and flew at the dead body in a punch faze. After the outburst he walked out the room and a black figure ran towards him and tackled him to the ground, Harry pulled off the mask him fount himself under the cloak psychotically smiling . The figure faded away to thin air and Harry got back on his feet, 'A...A..Am I the killer?' he stuttered, he walked past a room and saw himself killing Sophia's husband, he stared in shock as he walked past all the room and saw him murdering and mutilating others body, 'Was my alibis for myself a delusion?', he stared into his own eyes murdering someone and saw what he remembers, a figure runs straight past him like the chase but with no chaser. As he walks down the stairs to the first floor thoughts and questions filled his mind, 'I'm psychotic?' 'I don't want to be like this' 'Was I on drugs?' 'What if the police find a way in??' then one thought ran through clear as rain. 'I have to die'. He was certain he had to so he looked around and fount a thick, long rope. 'Perfect'. He went to the dining room and moved the table and put a chair under the chandelier, he removes the chandelier and ties the rope to perfection. 'Well, this is it, I'm killing the killer'. Placing the rope onto the hook for the chandelier he places his neck through the noose preparing to die. The door in front of his opens slightly then stops. 'Probably more of my past coming to haunt me but NO MORE'. As he rocks the chair sideways. Sophia walks in.