Rescue/Kill Carol

From Create Your Own Story

My hands tremble as I pick up the shotgun. I know what I'm doing and I hate myself for it, but there's nothing else I can do. I load the shell on the table into the gun, and cock the forend.

Carol is pleading and begging through her ball gag, making this all the harder. "I'm sorry, Carol. I'm so, so, so sorry. But I need to do this. I don't want to, but Alex will die if I don't do this. As I've said before..." I place the barrel onto her navel, look away, and prepare to pull the trigger and get it over with. As she begins screaming, the door to Alex opens and I have second thoughts, but I know he'll close it if I don't do this. "...sorry." I whisper, and squeeze the trigger.

The initial bang startles me, but the scream from Carol is much more gut-wrenching. I quickly try to get the other shell to finish her and minimize suffering, but there is no other shell. The man laughs, and I drop the shotgun, falling to my knees in despair, looking back to Carol. She's still screaming, tears streaming down her face, and her lower torso almost entirely blown away. It's held by mostly her spine and sides, with a little help from her intestines, now mostly in tatters or hanging out, and a kidney, now dangling free. She looks at me, and briefly shows anger in her face, but it changes back to pain, and then to fear as she stares into my eyes, hers glazing over and rolling back before she goes limp.

I pick up the shotgun again, and smash it over the table, screaming in rage. The stock smashes apart, and I scream at the man. "Are you happy now? ARE YOU?!?!" I throw the piece of the gun I'm holding at him, up on a catwalk system above the maze. He ducks, and laughs. "You want to kill me? Oh, you do? Well, I think Alex here needs you more, then we'll see about resolving the conflict between I and you!" He's right. I shuffle over to the door, quietly sobbing, and enter Alex's chamber.

Rescue
Status	95 Health	Location: The Labyrinth - Carol's Chamber
Time (Est.)	11:50 PM