eurevry

I'm in a panic...i don't know where I am, some strange barn-like building on the second floor. I'm scared...he's coming, coming to get me, coming to kill me. I don't know why...i look out the window and see his silhouette coming up, coming to get me, coming to kill me. I know not who this is that wants my life, but i'm afraid of him...i'm trapped in here, no way out. Something in my hand, gripping it tight, my only hope. He's getting closer, this is it, i'm going to die here. I wait, and wait, nothing i can do. He's at the door, like a berserker tearing at the door, trying to get at me, trying to strangle me, murder me, kill me. Here he comes, my doom has arrived, he lunges at me and we wrestle to the ground. He struggles to take my life, I struggle to keep it, and all in an instance I see my chance, a split second is all i need. Its been in my hand the whole time, and with that small opening, i put the barrel to his head and pull the trigger...his eyes go dead and I sigh in relief and i never knew who he was.