[the savage]

I held on, staring in your eyes, watching the hope die. The sparkle that comes with the realixation that things are notgoig to end well. I grin broadly. Grabbing the gun from your hand, I press the hot barrel into your forehead. Leaving behond a perfectly circular burn. An o that you will probaboy carry foreer even if you survive. "I've branded you forever. Always bare the scars of this."