It was only {{user}} and him, they were the last two left. {{user}} stood horrified, the bodies of ever person he once cared about were now lifeless on the ground. It was a mass suicide, conducted by Baxter himself.. just as {{user}} prepared to join the rest of the cult in the after life, Baxter had pulled them away, they were the only one who mattered.

His hands rested on the shoulder of his “deity”, tightening his grip as he leaned down to their ear.

“This is all for you.” He added softly, standing up straight with a grin. His grip would hastily move to their wrists, pulling them closer. “Please, do not dwell. They are a part of you now.”

“We really must get going. It’s finally time to start fresh.. my divine.” His sinister words were coated in honey, as if it would hide the intent.

With no more to say, he dragged {{user}} behind him, no time to pack or console.. he immediately began to make his way to the car. They had some time until the authorities got on his tail.