It took me a good hour trying to untie me tail before I gave up and just tried to pull the pole up. Surprisingly, it didn't give too much resistance and I was able to move around again, albeit with a pole around my tail. No worries Marshall, just pretend it's a fashion statement.

As I've said, the recent events these past few hours have been really screwing with me, and something inside of me just snapped. It's a horrible feeling to be heartbroken and then no one to support you, and it was around this time where I noticed that I was actually quite close to Foggybottom. The thing about Foggybottom is that Mayor Humdinger likes to go hunting, so I thought it would be a good idea to go take one of those rifles. I take a few steps but then a stinging pain shoots up my leg.

"Ow, fuck! Fuckity fuckity fuck fuck fuck…" There was a damned splinter in my paw and it hurts like hell! With difficulty I managed to use my other three paws to get myself up to my firetruck and drive off towards Foggybottom.

They weren't joking when they named it Foggybottom, by the way. I could barely see my paws in front of my eyes. I almost drove into Humdinger's house, but thankfully I had run over his mailbox first so I didn't actually hit the building.

I try the lock on the door, and to my surprise I found it was unlocked. Rather bizarre, but I decide not to question it and just run upstairs to where Humdinger keeps his hunting trophies, along with the rifle.

Ah, perfect. Rifle on the table. Yoink.

Of course I'd prefer if I went out in a nicer place, so I just headed back to the cliff where that malamute's stupid territory was. In fact I bumped into him again. "Hey, what are you – " Was all he managed to say before I shot him in the leg. It wasn't fatal, calm down.

So there I am, looking out towards Adventure Bay with a rifle in my paws. Well, you always were one to go out with a bang, Marshall. No use delaying. I wonder if it hurts less aimed at the brain or the heart? Ah, who cares.

5…4…3…2…1…

"MARSHALL!" What the - ? I thought I heard Chase, but I must be hallucinating. It's not like he knows where I am. Probably happens to people who die all the time, they see their loved ones with them.

I pull the trigger.