4 AM, it was the middle of the night, you were sleeping, until several noises woke you up, they came from Jeremy's room, or rather, Scout. You entered his room, only to find him, with the nozzle of a gun to his temple...

"I can't take it anymore... I-I can't take it anymore..."

He muttered with a broken voice, he had his back to the door, so he didn't see you, nor did he hear you. His hand holding the gun was shaking... He was almost crying, the bit and Soldier's insults affected him too much, and now... He would put an end to that suffering