One scream and Claire was down. Jason didn't miss. The bullet embedded itself into Claire's skin, just shy of the heart. Her legs collapsed from under her and her mind screamed that this couldn't be it. She couldn't die, but her body had other plans.
"I really am sorry Claire," Jason drawled, "But this is for the best."
His hands slightly shook as he dragged her into the nearest ally. Without another word or a second glance Jason left.
Claire's hands shook as they pressed against the bullet wound. Blood seeped through her fingers like an over flowing river. Her head which was once racing with thoughts, now lies uselessly against the ground. Blood slowly leaked out of her mouth. Her body as if in a great burst, lost all of its energy and her eyes started to dim. This was it. Dying in darkness with dark green garbage cans surrounding her. She gave a quick chuckle, feeling sorry for the poor schmuck who was going to find her. Her hands fell weakly against her side and she let the pain overwhelm her. She didn't think about Shane, Micheal, Eve, or even her parents. Her mind was blank and her ears rung. She closed her eyes for the last time and let her blood, seep out of her body.
The End!