Clara's heart pounded in her chest. It pounded, it leaped, it tried to escape; but Clara didn't let it.
Both of them stood, their guns aimed at each other, faces slick with sweat and blood. But neither could pull the trigger.
Jayden was still grinning like The Joker. His eyes seemed to reflect his inner feelings - exhilaration, childish restlessness and madness. Oh, yes, A LOT of madness was reflected in those eyes.
"P-please, Jayden..." Clara began. "I... don't want to do this!"
She felt tears welling up. They tried to push through, forcing themselves to appear on the surface of her eyes.
"J-Jayden. Please..."
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