Mahone looked up from the the floor at Shales as he lumbered towards him. Mahone tried desperately to get to his feet, but his pants were down around his ankles making him trip back down, his face slamming into the wall as he fell. He saw stars and his vision swam from the impact. Shales was on him in a heartbeat, grabbing him up and tossing Mahone into the living room where he crashed into the glass coffee table shattering it. He rolled over moaning, glass shards sticking out of his face. His eyes rolled as he fought to stay conscious. He tried to raise his head but Shale's fist came out of nowhere slamming into his mouth. He fell back and rolled onto his side spitting blood and pieces of broken teeth, the glass shards now deeply inbeded. He knew he needed to get away from Shales, but he couldn't. He rolled away as far as he could. Thinking, if he could just get to his gun he would be ok. He rolled as Shale's foot stomped at him, barely missing his ribs. The next time Mahone wasn't so lucky. Shale's dirt covered foot shot down with force and busted into Mahone's rib cage. He screamed as he felt his ribs give way and the pain jam into him like a knife.

Mahone gasped and rolled, his broken ribs making him scream out in pain with every turn. He was trying to push himself to his feet when Shales swung at him. But Mahone had his first bit of luck that night, when he grabbed his pen full of Midazolam and managed to shove it into Shales stomach. But the luck was short lived when Shales bellowed in anger and ripped the pen loose. He then turned to Mahone and raising the pen high into the air he brought it down. If not for Mahone's quick reflexes the pen would have been spiked into his skull. Instead it hit his shoulder driving him back down to the floor. Shales then bent over him and twisting the pen, he pulled it loose. He then stood over Mahone and said in his gravelly voice, "We meet again, Alex. But this time things are a little different. This time YOU die". And then Shales brought the pen up over his head and with all the force his dead limbs would allow he brought it down. Mahone futiley put up his hand to stop the pens decent, but the force of Shale's blow sent the pen through his hand and into his chest barely missing Mahone's corrupt heart. Mahone screamed and tried to roll away but Shales stuck his big boot onto his stomach and applied his dead weight to hold him in place. Mahone's ribs raked into him and one poked through the skin. Mahone screamed some more as Shales leaned down and twisted the pen, pulling it free.
And then, still pinning Mahone under his boot he said, "If at first you don't succeed... Try"! And he brought the pen down into Mahone's chest again. "Try"! said Shales as he slammed the pen home once more. "Try again"! He said as he shoved the pen in so hard his fist went deep into Mahone's chest cavity and Shales could feel the pen hit the floor under Mahone's now unmoving body.
Satifsied that his murderer was dead, Shales dragged Mahone's lifeless body out to the hole by the birdbath and dumped him in.
Then to celebrate his victory, Shales looked up at the full moon and let loose a peal of laughter. He then crawled back into his grave and finally, he slept in peace.

THE END