| I sat down in the stiff wooden chair. The room was dark. The only light came from in between the blinds on the far window, where rain poured relentlessly onto the barren street. I noticed a figure standing in the room, peering through the blinds. "Sebastian?" The figure turned around. "Yes. Shut the door." I looked behind me and saw the wooden door slightly ajar. I pushed against it and it slammed closed. I could hear Sebastian pulling back a chair. "Take a seat." As I sat down, a single lamp hanging alone from the ceiling flickered to life. I was startled by the sudden burst of light. I was horrified when I heard a strange metallic click. Sebastian was holding an old silver Webley revolver just inches from my forehead. I began to protest. "No, no I didn't mean to! It's all a big misunderstanding! You've got t..." There was a loud bang, echoing off the walls and down the hallway. The corpse went stiff, then slowly went limp and fell to the floor. Sebastian lowered his revolver. Blowing the smoke off the barrel, he slid it back in his holster, burst through the door, and sprinted away from the scene. [link] MY THEME SONG BY ME |
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