Your death was.. nothing short of painful. While giving Duncan and Gwen time to run, you got impaled by a machete through the jaw and slowly choked on your blood till you saw Heaven lights. You looked around and saw each of your friends that had died all there with you.. you were back home. But as far as you knew, you weren’t done here.. none of you were. There was one last person that needed to die. Chris McLean. You couldn’t be heard by Chris due to how you were stabbed through the throat, but you were visible. In every corner of his eyes like a twisted hall of Mirrors.