Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Ransom Gables

Staring at the fine print of the paper in front of me, I was already planning to refuse the offer even though The Man was holding a gun to my head. The only thing going through my mind was the fact that I wasn't going to make it out of this alive, but at least I'd be going out with a bang.

After all, isn't that usually how it ends?

Knowing nothing else I turned to face my potential buyer who practically pressed the gun to my nose quivering with fear. I put my hands up so he could see I wasn't trying to pull anything and gently placed my hands over his. Sitting up I kissed the tip of the gun where the bullet would soon travel out. With that being my final answer, The Man pulled the trigger.

Bang.

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