Drawing out the cabinet slowly, second-guessing herself for the hundredth time, she picked up the bullet. It was an intimidating piece of steel. Dawn had lots of connections; it wasn't difficult to obtain it. Picking up the blue permanent marker in her trembling fingers, she carefully wrapped her hand around it, ready to write. Shaking, she managed to get it on there with a few falters.
Paul...
Putting the bullet where it belongs, she slowly raised the killing machine up to her head. Dawn drew a deep breath, her tear-duct activating.
Bang.
A split second before the damage was done, a beautiful, round, crystal like tear slipped from her eye, smudging her mascara, dripping down soaking into the Earth as Dawn's last sign of life, before the ground had been coated in red and that little black and blue bullet.
I'll write your name on a bullet so that everyone knows you were the last thing that went through my mind.
So, what did you think? This is just the prolouge, I can't believe I'm actually doing this right now...I am very excited!
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