Thomas looked around the blackness for the source of the voice. It wasn't one he recognized. "Who's there?!" he shouted, reaching for his weapon. He found it on his hip and pulled it quickly, pointing it every direction he looked. He was still sitting on his knees, but he could easily kill anyone he saw.<br/><br/>'You don't recognize me?'<br/><br/>"Show yourself, you coward!" Thomas shouted, getting to his feet.<br/><br/>'Turn around, you'll find I'm already here...'<br/><br/>Thomas did as the voice instructed, seeing that he was now in a dark alleyway. Everything was a deep shade of blue, his weapon, the dumpsters in the alley, the buildings around him, everything except Thomas himself. Thomas saw a shadowy figure at the end of the alley with what appeared to be a weapon in it's hand. "Drop the weapon!" Thomas shouted reflexively. The figure let out a low, deep laugh, then darted to the left and out of sight. Thomas ran to the end of the alley and looked in either direction. The area was downtown Liban, people walked up and down the sidewalks on either side of the street, all of them were a bright shade of white. Thomas looked to his left and saw the shadow pushing past the bright occupants of the city. He darted after it, pushing past everyone that got in his way. The figure turned around and fired his weapon at Thomas, but it hit a civilian who consequently dropped dead, the white light around him fading. Thomas stopped and looked at the civilians, they all acted as though nobody had been killed despite the body lying on the ground.<br/><br/>Thomas continued chasing the figure, making turns up and down streets as the figure had. Eventually it brought him to another alley, which he went down cautiously. Suddenly a bullet whizzed past his right ear, and he could see the figure standing ahead of him, weapon smoking. Thomas had a shot, but he didn't take it, rather he ducked behind a dumpster.<br/><br/>'You give chase, yet you hesitate to kill? What sort of hunter of the wicked are you, Thomas Zyntur?!'<br/><br/>Several more bullets flew into and past the dumpster. Thomas counted all the bullets, the first one that was shot at him was one, then the civilian, now these. Thomas waited, and he finally stopped counting once the fifteenth bullet fired. Thomas realized now that the enemy was using a Beretta, just like him. Thomas immediately jumped out and yelled, "You're under arrest on the charges of murder in the second degree, resisting arrest, and the attemptive murder of a police officer!"<br/><br/>'Oh shut up and pull the trigger!'<br/><br/>Thomas suddenly did so without even thinking. The shadow went down, hitting the ground with a dull thud. Thomas rushed over to it and was so shocked at what he saw, he dropped his weapon. He was looking down at himself. Thomas got on one knee and touched the hole in his doppelgangers chest. Black smoke rose from the wound, causing Thomas to cough when he got too close.<br/><br/>'You wanted their killer. You just shot him.'<br/><br/>Thomas shook his head slowly, "I didn't kill my wife and child..."<br/><br/>'You're right, you simply weren't there. Your wife told you to be home early, maybe if you were there they'd still be alive. Pity about that, isn't it?'<br/><br/>Thomas's hands balled into fists as he said more forcefully, "I didn't kill my wife and child."<br/><br/>'You know, you let a lot of people die. You let all the people in the precinct die while you got away, you let all those people in the school die while you selfishly went after what you perceived as the bad guy, and lastly you let your wife and child die. you may as well have shot them all yourself, some cop you are!'<br/><br/>Thomas pulled out his Asp and flicked it open as he roared, "I didn't kill them!" Thomas then began beating his doppelganger savagely with his Asp. He took big swings, and each impact was greeted with the cracking of bones. Thomas hit it, then did so again, and again. Thomas didn't stop until there was brain matter on the Asp. Upon finishing, he stood up, threw his head back, and screamed in anger as everything went black...<br/><br/>'Glad to see we're on the same page, Thomas...'