The Purge-old MAGCON-H.G.

30

Hayes's POV

We all just stood there a minute.

I turned and shot them ruminants because like what the fuck is wrong with these bitches?

Go after someone besides us!

I looked back at Mal.

She was just looking at us, she knew she was gonna die.

It was like a wild dog. It gets shot and left to die. Then you walk by. You either let it bleed out in a painful suffering death, or shoot it and put it out its misery.

"Mal-I gotta-" "shoot me? I know" she winced in pain, probley hurting to talk.

I nodded slowly.

"I know this is sad, and I'm so sorry Mal, you'll be missed, but Hayes there are more of them coming!" Nash said.

I looked at him a minute.

"She's dying. So, asshole, show some respect and just-kill em" I said.

I looked back at Mal.

"Ok, one, two-" I paused.

She closed her eyes, preparing.

"Three" I said, kinda scared.

BAM.