Derek was sweating, and could hardly think straight. Thank whatever god was out there that these passageways were unexplored.<br/><br/>"Come on out, Sweetie! I just want to put a bullet between those nerdy glasses of yours!" His Ex smirked.<br/><br/>~Great. I am gonna die from getting shot by a girl! Could I have picked a worse way to go?~ He thought as he ran away from the sound of footsteps. "Find him and kill him!" He heard someone-presumably his Ex- shout. The catacombs were a good way to lose someone... or get lost.<br/><br/>That's when he ran into the dead end. "Shit, I-is that a girl's c-c-corpse?" He asked, before he heard the sound of a safety being switched to the off position. "Why me?" He muttered as the shot rang out, hitting his chest. There wasn't a clean shot to his organs, but he began bleeding out from his side and for some reason felt the need to be near the corpse. Why the hell... oh screw it, he was as good as dead anyways.<br/><br/>His Ex smirked, "That money's as good as mine." She said, putting the gun she carried on his forehead and revealing why she wanted him dead. He shut his eyes assuming that he would die there. "My only regret... you aren't on the other end of that gun." He smirked before collapsing, awaiting his fate.