(Begin)
The day before Howard and Emmet planned to meet so that they could work out the final details of their plan, they were summoned by Michelle to the common room.
"I need your help."
"Okay. Where do you want us?"
"Go to my bedroom and wait. I'll be there soon."
After a few minutes of waiting, Michelle returned wearing protective gloves and dragging a large, covered trash can.
"What's in there?"
Michelle removed the cover. "Hydrochloric acid. Powerful enough to dissolve most solid materials."
"What do you need it for?"
"I need to ask you two some questions. If you don't answer honestly, you will stick your hand in this barrel."
"And if we don't?"
Michelle tapped her gun. "You will."
She turned to Emmet. "Why did you steal my scissors?"
"I didn't steal them, Michelle."
"Bullshit. I found them under your bunk. Last I checked, you didn't ask me for permission."
"I forgot."
Instead of responding, she then turned to Howard. "What about you? Do you have things of mine in your possession?"
"No. I wouldn't do that."
"Is one of you plotting behind my back? Trying to leave me? Speak now!"
Emmet suddenly raised his voice. "Michelle, I need to tell you something."
"What?"
"I took the scissors so that I could use them to kill you. But I lost my nerve. I realized that you care for us, and that you would never hurt us. I was going to return the scissors, but I forgot, and for that, I am deeply and truly sorry."
Michelle though long and hard. "I accept your apology, Emmet. I hope you never, ever try this again."
She then took out her gun and shot him in the head. Howard gasped in horror as Emmet's dead body collapsed to the floor.
"I should never have trusted that lying son-of-a-bitch. He would have killed us both with his stupidity. At least you'll never try to leave me, Howard. We can be a real family at last."
(Stop)