It's Kind Of Hard To Ask A

He Pulled The Envelope Out Of His Pocket And Ripped It Open, Then Took Out The Slip Of Paper. The Soft Lights That Ringed The Mirror Lit Up The Message In A Warm Glow. It Was Two Short Sentences: " Kill Me. If You've Ever Been My Friend, Kill Me.

He Didn't Care About The Others Anymore. The Chaos Around Him Seemed To Siphon Away His Humanity, Turn Him Into An Animal. All He Wanted Was To Survive, Make It To That Building, Get Inside. Live. Gain Another Day.

We'll Start Firing Till They Drop Or We Drop.

...you'd Think The Little Part About Them Supposedly Killing Us Would Be The Attention Getter.

I've Always Had High Ambitions And Aspirations.