Chapter 5: A losing Game
Falcony and his men left after they were done with Roman and me. I don't know how Selina came to be there, i can only speculate. It's clear that she was after Falcony. I used to think that she got there after he had left. Otherwise he'd been dead, and she wouldn't have come after me. But that wasn't the truth.
She was looking down the scope of that faithful sniper rifle. She had her sights on Carmine's head before he entered his limo. But She noticed something in his hand, the detonator. He pressed the button of the detonator sending the funhouse up in flames.
"Bruce." She gasped. Selina had given up her kill shot to save me.
She came to get me through the fire. The roles were reversed. She was now the one running through a burning and collapsing building so that I wouldn't die. Selina made her way to a room to turn on the sprinkler's. It helped stop the fire from getting out of control.
She got to the source of the fire. Falcony had terminated Roman Sionis's tragicomic existence with the push of a button. She saw scattered pieces of the Riley Rogue costume all over the place.
"Ouch. Poor guy. Poor bastard." She felt minor pity for the failed criminal mastermind. I was nowhere in sight. She was worried that there wasn't much of me left either.
She found me upstairs were Carmine had left me. Lying in a pool of blood on her floor. "Bruce!" She shrieked rushing over to me.
"Bruce, come on. Time to wake up." She said as she removed my mask and performed CPR.
Death is inevitable. Our fear of death make's us play safe. Blocks out emotion. It's a losing game. Without Passion, you are already dead.