He loaded the gun with only one bullet in the cylinder. He spined the cylinder and laid the gun on the table. "You want to go first? Or do you want me to go first?" The man said, he had a blank expression but his eyes showed fear." You go first" i whispered, the man put the gun to his temple, closed his eyes and click, nothing. He let out the breath he was holding in, "your turn". He slid me the gun and before i could think about it i grabbed the gun and put it to my temple click, nothing. He gave me a questioing stare. "I just wanted to get it over with." The man did the same as I, he took the gun and pulled the trigger nothing. This time i was terrified we pulled the trigger 3 times and there are 6 containers for the bullets. He slid the gun to me, i looked at it my heart began to race it beat so much he could've seen it through my chest, a cold drop of sweat raced across my face. i got a scary thought what if i never see my family again? Or see another sunrise. "Take deep breathes, and close your eyes it helps." The man said. I did as i was told and click nothing. i slid the gun and grabbed it and put the cold gun to his temple, he took a deep breath. Bang! his cold now lifeless body fell to the floor.
I won the game.
