the year is 1804 and your about to have a duel with Alexander Hamilton. You aim the gun at him, and so does he. As you begin to pull the trigger, he aims his pistol at the sky. “raise a glass to freedom…” he says quietly, as you pull the trigger before you could stop. He’ll soon be on the other side. With John Laurens, with his parents, with his son. Your eyes widen as you watch him drop, about to die after you shot him.