Chapter 3
Hugul's mother
Huguel's mother always tried to protect her son, but sometimes she just didn't understand what he was trying to do. She often wondered about the things he said and how he acted. Sometimes she didn't think he was normal, and sometimes she thought he might be crazy. But Huguel knew better. He was just misunderstood.
When Huguel's mother saw Huguel's look, she knew something was very wrong. Huguel had gone mad.
Huguel no longer listened to what his mother said. He didn't see her either. All he could do was concentrate on the weapon in his hand. He aimed straight for her heart.
"Mom, please. Don't do this. Please. Don't do this."
Huguel pulled the trigger.
Nothing happened.
Huguel panicked. He shoved the gun against his chest, desperately trying to push the bullet away.
"Oh God, Mommy. Why doesn't it work?"
Huguel's mother was shaking. She raised her hands as high as she could, begging for mercy. Huguel did not notice. He kept pushing the gun harder and harder, trying again and again.
Finally, the gun dropped from his hands. Huguel stood up and looked at his mother, tears streaming down his face.
"I'm sorry, Mommy."
Huguel ran out of the house, leaving his mother's lifeless body behind.
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Alex
Alex heard a gunshot outside the barber shop and immediately turned to see what had happened.
A tall man in black walked through the doorway, carrying a rifle. Alex was shocked. He had never seen anything like this before. It was huge and felt heavy. It was also very shiny, as if it had been polished.
Then Alex noticed blood leaking from the man's head. He was lying on the floor, moaning. Two other men were running after him.