"D-dad…," Kenny shook with fear, "P-please…"

"The hell are you doing, you drunk bastard?!" Carol exasperated, though drunk in her own right.

"I'm teachin' our worthless son a lesson!" He yelled.

"You can't shoot our kid!" She slurred.

"Shut up, woman!" He turned the gun to her.

Stuart could barely hold the gun straight in his severely intoxicated state.

"I - I'm s-sorry… I won't fight back… I won't run… P-please…," Kenny begged.

"You're right," Stuart slurred as he turned back to Kenny, "You can't fight back when you're fuckin' dead!"

He struck the boy full-force in the head with the steel pistol.

Kenny dropped to the ground in excruciating pain.

"Get up!" He commanded his injured son.

Kenny struggled to get back on his feet but eventually staggered into a standing position.

Stuart hit him again in a similar manner.

Kenny's legs gave out from under him again.

"Get up!" He pulled the hammer back.

Kenny teetered on the brink of unconsciousness, "I – I can't…"

Stuart shrugged as he held up the gun, "One less mouth to waste money on!"

"Wait! Please!" Karen yelled, running from her hiding spot with her older brother in the hallway to Kenny's side.

"Karen, no!" Kevin called behind her.

She knelt next to Kenny and hugged him, "Daddy, please! Please don't shoot Kenny!" She cried.

"K-Karen…," Kenny spoke forcefully through tears, "G-go back with Kevin… I'll be alright…," he tried to smile.

"He'll kill you!" She helped Kenny back into an unsteady standing position.

"I'll kill you too if you don't get away from him, bitch!" Stuart yelled at his daughter.

"Go!" Kenny pushed her away toward the hall.

"Please… D-don't do this, dad… I won't tell anyone…" Kenny cried pathetically.

"Oh! Look, Carol! Our good-for-nothing son isn't as stupid as he comes across! He knows dead little boys can't talk!" Rage filled his eyes as he pointed the gun directly at Kenny's head.

"You're fucking crazy!" Carol attacked her husband.

"Mom!" The kids yelled in fear.

"What are you doing?!" He struggled with her.

"I'm not going to let you kill our son!" She screamed.

"Get off me, bitch!" He started hitting her with his free hand as she grappled for the gun.

A single shot rang out.

It seemed as the whole world went silent in the proceeding moment.

Unnatural warmth prompted Kenny to look down at his lower torso area.

Blood seeped through his jacket, quickly diffusing from a small spot to a large blotch.

He fell to the floor.

His vision blurred as darkness enveloped him.