Josh collapsed onto his knees, clutching the bleeding wound in his stomach, he teared up as he fell to his side.
The masked man stood over Josh, laughing hysterically.
Josh cried. "C-Con..." He wasn't crying because he was dying, he was crying because he couldn't see Con. He wanted to hold her, but now that wouldn't be possible...
"I told... you not to... tell her..." The masked man spoke between giggles.
Mag threw her pillow at the wall, she couldn't take it anymore. "Let me out!"
Cynthia shook in fear as a second masked man aimed a revolver at her head, crying while doing so.