I looked out of the barn doors. Government boys. Lots of 'em.
"Ross", I whispered to myself, "It has to be because of Ross."
I drew in a quick breath. I pushed the doors open. I started over all of them. I stared at faces I had helped these last few months. I looked, searching for Ross. He was smirking at me. I pulled out my gun, and took aim. I killed a bunch of 'em with my pistol. I soon realized I was out of bullets. I felt bullets enter my body. Lots and lots of bullets. I groaned. Edgar Ross was staring at me. I tried to talk but nothing came out. I felt blood, my blood, pouring out of my body. I attempted one last time before I fell over dead.
I woke up. It was dark.
"Where am I?" I said aloud. My voice echoed off the walls.
'John! Took ya long enough, boy!' I recognized that voice. It was the Strange man!
"You never did tell me your name, mister." I said.
'Well it seems I would've gave myself away, son.'
"You-Your God aren't you?" I asked, suddenly scared. I can't remember the last time I had been scared.
'You guessed right.'
"Please. I just tried to save my family-" God cut me off.
'I have decided to give you another chance, Mr. Marston. You'll wake up, and start over when you opened the barn doors. You'll kill them all this time, John.'
I nodded in agreement.
"Thank ya, sir."
'Please just call me God.' He smiled.
Well I guess I'm alive. School. I hate it. So I decided to write a Red Dead Redemption story!
Leroux'sPhantom