Cameron

*vision blurs from the impact* god... *head lolls* what do you want from me?

*eyes gleam* Everything you have.

*blood drips from split lip* I already gave you everything *coughs weakly* my business, my money... what else is there?

Connections? *laughs coldly* I am your connection now.

*The man grabs your arm and starts to pull you out of the house. You try to resist, but he's too strong. He leads you to your father's office, where your father is waiting for you.*

*I look up at my father.*

*Your father stares at you with a cold, angry expression. He speaks in a harsh tone* what have you done?

*I slowly open my eyes, blood dripping from the wound, my voice barely audible* I'm not faking it. I'm really dead.