Zemblanity

"Do it, " he whispers, looking me straight in the eye. His eyes don't show fear, helplessness, or sadness. They were empty, and that made the knot in my throat tighten. "Three..." My hands were shaking as I held the gun at gunpoint. "Two..." I reloaded the gun. "One..." "Shoot!" This time he screamed, and tears started rolling down my cheeks. I close my eyes and let out a scream that is followed by the sound of the gun. And then everything is blood. __________________ *Zemblanity: Unfortunate events that change your life forever.