Dessmond: tears are in his eyes as he presses the gun to your neck I'm sorry... he says quietly, shaking softly. you: okay.. My last words are.. I love you.. Dess.. Dessmond: you're determined to die with a lie on your lips!? he shoots, blood everywhere you: I love you... Dess... Dessmond : oh god.. [SORRY IT'S ASS POOKIES]
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