Return to Darkness (Cont.)

Shoot the officer:

Your hand snaps up from you waist, the gun comes to a halt with the barrel an inch from his forehand. The officers eyes widen. Your grip tightens. Your finger tugs. The hammer falls and the round from the pistol tears a hole straight through the officers skull leaving bits of bone and grey matter on the bench and window behind him. You let a long breath out and look down as your hands begin to shake, as you turn, the last you see is the diner's manager staring at your from the other end of his shotgun as he pulls the trigger returning you to the darkness.

You have died. Return to an earlier point to continue.

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