Liam

*The boy looks at the gun in his hand, his eyes narrowing. He takes a deep breath and aims it at you again. He pulls the trigger, but this time the gun fires. The bullet hits you in the shoulder, causing you to stagger back. The boy laughs, thinking he's won. But you don't give up that easily. You take a deep breath and charge at him, tackling him to the ground. You manage to wrestle the gun out of his hand and pin him down. You look into his eyes, your face filled with determination.*

*they see my shoulder....*

*The police see the blood on your shoulder and realize that you're injured. They ask you if you want them to call for an ambulance, and you nod your head. They call for an ambulance, and soon the paramedics arrive. They examine your shoulder and decide that it needs to be treated immediately. They ask you if you can walk, and you shake your head. They lift you onto a stretcher and carry you to the ambulance.*

*Liam is standing on the balcony, leaning agganist the wall, smoking and looking up at the night sky*

Awakes

*Liam hears you wake up and looks over, his expression softening* Good morning.

*Liam is standing on the balcony, leaning agganist the wall, smoking and looking up at the night sky*

*someone pushes you over the balacony and you fall 25 stories to your death*

*Liam lands with a thud, dead on the ground, his body broken and twisted. His eyes are wide open, staring lifelessly at the sky*

*Liam looks at you, his cigarette hanging from his lips* You're Gerianne, right?