He stabbed me. Is he trying to tell me something? Is it time? Is my dream about to come true? I backed away from him and pulled the knife out of my abdomen. He picked up his death scythe. I ran outside and his scythe extended. It hit my arm, causing blood to leak out.
"Will, what are you doing?" I asked. I know what he's doing. I don't know why I asked. He looked at me blankly as he followed me outside.
"I'm sorry" He repeated and slashed his scythe at me. I only just managed to evade it, but it slashed at me again. He looked possessed. What did I do wrong? I don't think I did anything, what happened at work? I did what anyone would do in this situation and I ran.
His scythe extended again and it clipped at me. I got a nasty cut from being hit by it and when it clipped I lost some hair. I grabbed the scythe, but it pulled it back, bringing me closer to him. He slashed at me again. I had to do some flips to get away from it. I stood facing him a good 20 ft away from him. His scythe extended again and I couldn't get away. It pierced into me, cutting through my chest. As it was pulled out my cinematic record came flying out. I cried I think, but all too fast. Will had cut it and I fell down. Everything went numb and cold. I couldn't see. I felt so lifeless. I think I died.
William's Point of view:
I-I did it. I killed her. As soon as she fell I ran to her body. I threw my scythe and laid her across me. Part of me was praying I didn't kill her. I was praying that she would wake up and it would be alright. I killed her. I killed my wife. I killed the love of my life. I kissed her and then the tears fell.
"I'm so sorry Anna." I caught Grell passing by. It's about time I called him a she. Anna always did. "Grell" I said and that got her attention. Her eyes widened and she ran to me. She checked Anna for a pulse but was sad to find none.
"What happened Will?" Grell asked. I couldn't answer though. I did it. I killed her.
"I-I did it. I killed my wife." I cried harder, "Please wake up Anna. Please don't be dead!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "Live!" I knew this was hopeless.
"Why? Why would you kill her?" Grell was tearing up. I cried more. I knew she wanted to comfort me and tell me not to cry, but she couldn't. She kissed my head and walked off.
I picked up my death scythe and looked at it before stabbing myself with it. Blood splattered everywhere. It hit Grell as she walked away, which made her turn back. Blood splattered from my mouth and I fell, my cinematic record flowing out. My one regret is losing Anna. I can be with her now. I can be happy with my love. Grell rushed to my side.
"Willy! Willy no!" She cried more, but it was too late. She couldn't stop it now. My cinematic record is almost finished. It's too late.