A GAMBLERS DEBT <

The tension on the field of what seemed to be your final gig made your heart hammer to your chest, the stinging from all the cuts adding to the intensity of it all. The killer glared at you their eye piercing through your soul as they lifted their weapon off the wet grass you were on crawling backwords. Hands desperately grasping the dead blades of grass pulling it out and throwing it behind you as desperation slowly began to settle into your chest. Was this really it?

As the killer went to do their final move a loud, ear-piercing gunshot rang out, the killer froze as a bullet engraved itself into them and they shrieked in pain, You looked over seeing Chance with his gun, sweat dripped a bit from his head as he looked at you his eyes shielded away as he quickly ran over to you helping you up.

" c'mon, lets get you out of here "

he spoke in a smooth, low voice as he tugged you up and wrapped your arm over him before sprinting off to safety.