* Chapter 19: Finally, the End *
Indalecio looked out the window toward the night sky sadly.
Thoughts raced through his head as quickly as you could blink.
"Hey," Cyril said, walking into the room. "What're
"Just...thinking..." Indalecio said.
"Didn't we already have a reflection scene?"
"Well...what're you thinking about?"
"Nothing..." Indalecio said.
"You're sure you don't need anything?"
"Nah, I'm alright..."
Cyril turned towards the door. "Alright," he said,
"Wait..." Indalecio said, opening a nearby desk drawer
and taking out a small, silver object. "There is something
you can do..."
"You can burn in Hell!" Indalecio shouted, aiming
the pistol at Cyril.
"Wait wait wait wait wait..." Cyril said nervously.
"Just...put the gun down..."
"No!" Indalecio screamed. "I've had it up to
here with you! Constantly annoying me and ruining our plans!"
"W-w-w-what about our truce?"
"To Hell with the truce!" he screamed, holding the
gun as steady as a rock. "I'm going to deal with you once
and for all!" He fired multiple shots, which ripped through
Cyril's body like it was made out of paper.
"You...bastard..." Cyril said as he hit the far wall
of the room. A bloody smear was left where he slid down. Indalecio
laughed the laugh of a madman, drunken with rage and insanity.
"What the..." Filia said, bursting into the room.
She saw the pistol in Indalecio's hand, and the corpse of Cyril,
which was sitting against the wall. "Daddy! How could you?"
Indalecio then turned the gun on her. "Don't tempt me,"
he said coldly.
"Daddy, please, snap out of it!" Filia pleaded. "Daddy!"
Indalecio fired. "Daddy!" Filia screamed, just before
the bullet hit her.
* * *
"Daddy," Filia said gently to Indalecio. "Get
up, you were sleeping."
Indalecio opened his eyes slowly. He was lying face down on
the desk in front of the window, where he was sitting. A bright
ray of sunshine went through the window and illuminated the
desk. A small puddle of drool sparkled in the light.
"That was one odd dream..." Indalecio said.
"A nightmare?" Filia asked.
"No," Indalecio said. "In fact, it was strangely
An ominous chord echoed through the halls. "...The hell?"
Indalecio thought aloud.
"Oh, that's just the band," Filia said. "They
were up all night working on a cover for that one song of Uncle
"Ah," Indalecio said. "That's good...maybe I
should join them?"
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