Prompt: "What's our exit strategy?" / "Our what?" / 'Oh no, we're gonna die."
Aiden winced as he licked his busted lip. He had risked everything to bring Sasha back home to him, to save her. And now, all he had to show for his efforts was a busted lip and a swollen hand. Sasha was still missing. Putar was dead, and his entire world was falling to pieces. The hangman adjusted the ropes around the men’s necks. Aiden could feel Allen’s eyes on him, and knew that it held that accusation that this whole thing was his fault. Aiden moved his eyes toward an object in the distance, ignorning the glare burning into him from the other side. “This is all your fault,” Allen whispered. “I know,” Aiden said, glancing back to Allen quickly, before glancing away again. “So, what's our exit strategy?" “Our what? “You don’t have an exit strategy? We're gonna die!" “Well, sorry, I didn’t think we’d wind up getting kidnapped and hanged. This isn’t exactly how I planned on things playing out.” “Quiet!” the hangman ordered. “Why?” Aiden asked, “You’re going to kill us anyway, why should we be silent? I’ll say whatever I want to say. I’m dead anyway.” The hangman turned to Lauralie. She gave a slight nod of her head, telling her minion that it was time to end their lives.
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