C_Hexr

As you read a stranger’s profile, you feel a strange presence behind you. You turn your head slowly, but a hand grips your head and forces it back around. Judging by the strength, you guess it is a male. The hand releases, and you think you are free, until, you feel the cold steel of a gun press onto your neck. You attempt to scream, but it dies in your throat, you try to beg for mercy, but it comes out as a pathetic whine. The finger curls, and a .45 mm lead projectile pierces your skull at point blank range.