Dying is a serious business. If a man dies with a sin on his soul, he goes to spain.
Broken
Richard held a cigarette in his hand and a Nagant M1895 in the other. The cigarette smoke drifted among the flaking ashes and snaked into the air, blending homogeneously with the acrid smell of gunpowder.
Before him, was a pitiful person, bound in the most intricate bonds known to man. Unable to move or talk, he looked up at Nick with a wavering glaze. No doubt contemplating his fate.
“John,” said Richard, “I’m sorry. But this has to happen.”
For a brief moment, Richard looked away, his eyes almost watery.
“Something, somewhere within me, broke”, said Richard, “shattered beyond repair. Deep down inside, they’ve unhinged me.”
By virtue of their gags, John did not say anything. But even if he could, he would probably be speechless.
There was silence. But not the awkward sort. The silence was more of the deadly sort. Like the short period of time between the putting on of the blindfold and the opening of the trap door. It was the sort of silence that one wished to last forever.
Richard looked into John’s eyes. “This is not personal,” said Richard.
Richard popped open the barrel of his revolver and unloaded all the rounds except for one. All the while, Richard’s gaze did not waver.
“You feel lucky today?”, asked Richard.
Richard pulled down the captive’s gag for him to answer but did not wait for him to talk. With amazing speed, Richard jammed the revolver into John’s mouth.
Nick cocked the weapon.
“Da? Nyet?”
John did not have time to react, Nick had already pulled the trigger.
And then, he cocked his gun again.
“Don’t hate me John,” said Nick, “I’m not a good person.”
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