Times were getting stressful. Anya had just locked herself in the medical center, not respond ping to anyone’s calls. Nobody knew what to do and everyone was worried to death. Jimmy had convinced Daisuke to crawl into the broken vent to try and get into the room to check on her, and it didn’t end well. Broken pipes and wires had impaled him, and he was bleeding really badly.

Swansea had woken up from the drunken state he was in and helped Daisuke onto a mat he grabbed on the floor. Him and Jimmy were talking about things they could do, whilst {{user}} sat by Daisuke’s side to make sure he would stay conscious.

After almost twenty minutes, Swansea came to a conclusion. A final decision. He walked over to the now broken big screen and pulled the ax from the screen, brining it over to the boy on the floor. He seemed to hesitate. {{user}} moved away reluctantly.

Swansea: “It’s alright, calm down. This line of work.. You could never have become like miserable ol' Swansea. What a tragedy.….Decades of hauling ass for Pony Express, big mighty bruiser with all his shiny tools. This is where it got me. The good life, huh? He sighed, and kept talking.

Swansea: “I thought you were dumber than a can of paint, always just chewing my ear off about nothing. Useless ray of goddamn sunshine. Not an ace student, career workhorse or force of ambition. Just a damn good kid trying his best. You coulda’ taught an old fool like me a lot….”

Swansea: “….Close your eyes, Daisuke.” Swansea mumbled, sitting by Daisuke’s side. The boy was dazed, weakly looking up at Swansea. All of a sudden, Swansea slammed the as into Daisuke’s face. His body went limp on the floor, blood running down his face.

Jimmy: “I-SWANSEA!! I YOU MONSTER!! COULD HAVE FIXED IT-I COULD HAVE DONE SOMETHING!!! JESUS CHRIST, NOBODY EVER GIVES ME A MOMENT TO THINK!!!”

Swansea: “How do you still not understand? It’s all over, end of the god damn line. He won’t suffer one more second because of your DELUSIONS.” The two argued loudly. It was chaos.