He clinched his hands together and sealed his eyes as tightly as he possibly could. Just the thought of the revolver sticking to the side of his hand was enough to send his heart into overdrive. He desperately wanted to run but he knew he didn't stand a chance against the lightning fast bullet. In a fraction of a second, the bullet ate its way deep into his clammy skin. The battle had ended and he collapsed.
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