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You stand tall and strong with your arms outstretched. You waited for this moment, anticipated it, for years. Faced with the reality, you hesitate. The previously steady length of the dark and gleaming shotgun you stare down begins to tremble. You tremble. Your tense muscles threaten to seize up and fail you at this crucial time. Cocking the deadly weapon relaxes and controls your grip. Your confidence in the justice of your act doesn't falter, yet your trigger finger refuses to constrict.

Their eyes. You can't pull the trigger because of their eyes. You see hatred, fear, sadness, the knowledge that the hunter became the hunted, and regret that they fucked with you. Their eyes plead with you to show mercy and your resolve hardens. No. You won't show mercy. Why should you? They didn't. They don't deserve it. Their regret caused your head to feel light and your vision to swim as a fresh wave of grief and anger consumes you. They should have regretted their decision before hand and never entered your home in the first place. Defiler. You alone know of their deeds, and now they know, remember, and you know everyone in the room knows of your revenge.

Calmly and confidently you squeeze and everything goes black.

Description
You stand tall and strong with your arms outstretched. You waited for this moment, anticipated it, for years. Faced with the reality, you hesitate. The previously steady length of the dark and gleaming shotgun you stare down begins to tremble. You tremble. Your tense muscles threaten to seize up and fail you at this crucial time. Cocking the deadly weapon relaxes and controls your grip. Your confidence in the justice of your act doesn't falter, yet your trigger finger refuses to constrict.

Their eyes. You can't pull the trigger because of their eyes. You see hatred, fear, sadness, the knowledge that the hunter became the hunted, and regret that they fucked with you. Their eyes plead with you to show mercy and your resolve hardens. No. You won't show mercy. Why should you? They didn't. They don't deserve it. Their regret caused your head to feel light and your vision to swim as a fresh wave of grief and anger consumes you. They should have regretted their decision before hand and never entered your home in the first place. Defiler. You alone know of their deeds, and now they know, remember, and you know everyone in the room knows of your revenge.

Calmly and confidently you squeeze and everything goes black.