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He isn’t there, is he?

A loud gunshot noise burst through as I closed my eyes to accept my fate. I thought getting shot in the head would hurt more but I didn’t feel anything for some reason. Is this what they meant when they said ‘The ones with a good soul will have a painless death’? Pretty sure my soul isn’t pure enough but hey I am not complaining.

I gradually opened my eyes to witness the hell that lied in front. I was still there. The same room, the same chair, the same atmosphere. But I am pretty sure Mark pulled the trigger, didn’t he? I heard it all loud and clear! I raised my head to see Mark but he wasn’t there. I shifted my eyes to the left and saw Isabella’s man pointing the gun straight ahead. The gun was emitting a short but visible smoke, as if a bullet was just fired.