You do a spin, flip your hair, and dance your way out the door. You hear behind you Mister K saying something, but you don't make it out from the distance. You pass a mirror and glance to see how good you look, and although you are quite stunning, the red dot on your forehead is stunning in a different way.
You open your mouth in horror to emit a scream, but no sound comes before the bullet does. You were deemed a threat, and subsequently dealt with.
You've reached an end!
If you were logged in you could rate this!