enter the city

I look down at him. On his knees. The food he is trying to slurp is dripping down the sides of his mouth. He looks at me. My heart would break if it could. I’m quite sure of it. A bullet in the head ? Without him I would have nothing. What do I have now ? Nothing. I look down at him. Point the gun to his head. I pull the trigger. A single shot. He falls. Dead before his head hits the ground. Dead.

I’m still here.

I wasn’t sure if it would work. If he had really outlived his usefulness. I had to find out. Dead.

I’m alive. Here. Now. Welcome to Endgame.

The bodies will start to stink in a day or two. I pile a few against the windows. The sooner they find out, the easier it will be. I look at the desiccated man through the opening. I can see him. A slow movement in his chest. His eyes open. Looking at me. His mind holds. Still. “See you around then” I say to him.

I enter the city and she welcomes me in.