A Serial Murderer
CHOICE: Go straight to the landline
I muttered a curse and darted to the landline. I knew leaving your friends is an immediate regret, but nothing is done if I didn't call the police.
I pushed the buttons down and found a voice coming through the other end:
"911 What's your emergency?"
Without thinking twice, I blurted out something about an intruder trying to kill us. The constant screaming and gunshots behind me broke my heart into pieces. Too late...
Are my friends gone?
Feeling at lost, the fireworks downtown began to blare off. I didn't care.
The police arrived and cuffed the man; turns out he was a serial killer. Till this day, I cried how lucky I was. I'm not dead; my friends are.
I kept telling myself that maybe it was the right choice. Yet, I wonder what could've been different if I did something else....
The End.
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