You take a step. Then another. You hear Phil's voice behind you. "Seven! Eight!" Another step. One more. "10 paces, fire!" You whip around, hoping to survive Wilbur's arrow as you loose your own. Time seems to slow as you watch the arrow shot by your former companion. You feel the arrow pierce your chest as you begin to fall backwards. Time returns to normal speed as you stagger. Tommy runs to his partner's side, catching you.

"You're gonna be fine, you're gonna be just fine!" Tommy sobs, holding you. It's never easy to watch someone lose a canon life, especially when they're close to you. You wheeze and pant, coughing up blood. The pain is immeasurable. "I'm here baby, I'm here...! You're gonna be just fine, I'll be right here...!" Tommy tries to comfort your dying form as you cough.