My skin pales with dread. After years of running, They have finally caught up to me. All The Sniper has to do is pull the trigger and I die. There is no way I can dodge in time. I scan the crowds of people.

What was it that led me here? What has made me so careless that I walk straight into a trap and ultimately die? Maybe it was the hope that I could help others like me. Save them. Protect them.

But now it would be all over in a millisecond. All I can think of is how I’ve failed. All I can hear are the screams. All I can see is a masked figure striding towards me. All I can taste is the blood in my mouth, my cut must’ve opened again. All I can feel is the unmistakable feeling of fear. All I can smell is the stench of Death.

They have finally caught up to me. I see the figure’s scary white and blood red smile. The smile that has been haunting my dreams. He pulls the trigger and I fall. Fall to the hard gray pavement. The sun shines mercilessly down on me.

My life flashes before me in painful bursts of colour. A boy’s playful smile, my mother’s tired, kind eyes. My father yelling at me. The tears I cried a year ago when my love was murdered in front of me. I have lived a life full of fear, hatred and anger.

But no more. A smile plays across my lips as a white light begins to engulf me. In a way, I have won.