"Jack and Sneed, grab your pistols and walk ten paces."

The priest spoke to the two young surgeons, as they did what they were told. You saw this from afar, knowing they were doing this because they hated eachother. And for you sleeping next to him in the surgical room the night before, when Sneed proposed to you which you obviously said no to.

You watched them take the ten paces, running from the top of the hill to the rocky surface just beside the sea.

"Stop!"