"CONNOR!" Ryan shouted. He sighed, "Damn it! She'll never forgive me for this!"
Not knowing what to do, he rushed outside. The front door was not locked. He tried to check if he could go into the corridor through one of the windows, but they were all sealed shut.
Ryan ran to the front door, and tried to pull the door open, but it was locked. Ryan stood in front of the door, as he heard gunshots. He tried to break the door down, but it did not budge.
Ryan leaned on the door, facing the garden. He slowly fell to the ground sitting down. He stared in front of him. Ryan was someone who had gone through a lot in his life. He had killed several people, tortured them, without feeling any emotions.
He felt his eyes water. He sighed, as he held back his tears. He leaned his head on the door, looking at the ceiling of the patio.
