Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-30319843-20170917082633/@comment-30319843-20170919094316

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With the revolver in my hands, I now feel comfort.

"Hey yellow-pseudo!"

The yellow-man looks at me. He angrily walks up to me. I wait.

He grabs me firecely by the neck. He scowls. I wait.

"WHO THE HELL YOU THINK YOU ARE?" He shouts.

"A hero," I reply with a chuckle, "and you are a scumbag."

He scowls again. I hold the gun more firmly and tightly in my hands. He lifts me up, and throws me back.

I fall backwards, and hit something --- a wall. The chair has broken. The rope that I was tied with is now loose and falls on the ground. And I am free.

I hold up the revolver in my hands and aim at the man. He charges at me. This is the first time I use a revolver, and it is weird.

He is nearing me. I close my eyes, and let my finger pull the trigger.

POW!

POW!

POW!

POW!

POW!

<p style="font-weight:normal;">I open them. I myself am terrified. I have killed the man, except that, he lay on the ground with his face piled with big wounds from the bullets.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">I actually did it.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">I killed him.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Oi!" a shout comes from ahead of me. I turn to look ahead. I see them on the chair.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Oh.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">I run over to them and untie them. After untieing them, I move back.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"What was all that?" Jonah asks.