You Are Mine
His fingers twitch against the floor, scrabbling for something—control, power, anything.
His eyes roll toward them, dark and fading, but still filled with venom. His lips move, sputtering blood with each word.
“This… isn’t… the end…”
But his voice falters, his breath catching, and slowly—finally—his eyes drift shut. His chest falls and doesn’t rise again.
The rooftop falls into silence.
The fire in the sky rains down in blackened ash, snowing over the survivors. The sirens below echo upward, mingling with the shouts of police flooding the building.
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