Ending 3
Takato eyed the gun in panic as the monster approached. In that second he made up his mind. He couldn't go on with this. He was scared at the idea of being torn apart by the demon that resembled his wife. At the same time though, he knew he couldn't live knowing that he had killed his wife and child. The gun was his only way out of this nightmare.
Adrenaline pumped through his veins as he reached for the gun. His hand trembled as he picked it up, the monster growing closer with every second. He raised the barrel of the pistol so that it was pointed to the side of his head. The last thing he saw was the demon pouncing at him before he closed his eyes and pulled the trigger.
The first thing he felt was the cold granular feeling of sand against his skin. Then his mind acknowledged the sound of waves rolling over themselves and onto the shore. He wearily opened his eyes to the grayed vision of sand before his eyes, the dark brown color of a cliff rising above him. His body felt heavy as he pushed himself to his feet. He jerked his hand up quickly as he felt a small crab move beneath his palm in the sand.
He looked around him as he tried to remember where he was and how he had gotten here. The first thing he saw was the crashed car to the side of the road just beyond the beach. He followed the smoke that rose from beneath the car's hood. As the smoke dissipated higher in the air the side of a large cliff stood above him, as his eyes continued to trace it upward he could see a small flock of seagulls flying above him. He turned around to look to the lake behind him. The waves were so dark that they appeared black as they lapped the shore. The innermost part of the lake was obscured by a dense fog as dark grey clouds loomed overhead. Something flashed to his left and he turned to see a lighthouse attempting to break through the fog. A small town behind the lighthouse appeared to be the only sign of civilization around.