Fear of death

The door opened. Two heavily armed guys came up to us. One of them put the gun to my head. "Do you really think we would help you?" asked a bored voice. Oskar shook his head and grunted. “I knew it, I'm such an idiot.” I stared at him for a few seconds, then my gaze wandered to the door, realizing that we were going to die today. Damn it, I didn't want to die and yet it was going to happen, I couldn't prevent it. Finally the guy stepped out from behind the door, it was one of the guys the boss called his bodyguards. My eyes wandered back to Oskar. He looked into the void, because he was also aware of the situation in which we were. "Well, I think we'll hand you over to the police. Or? What do you think?" he asked his colleagues playfully, they just nodded. "Too bad, you were really good as agents. Two of the best, but there will be more to take your place." He said with a mean smile. I clapped my teeth and the sound seemed to echo in the small room.

“Come on, follow me.” The guy next to me roughly grabbed me and pulled me with Oskar following behind me and the other armed guy behind. We were led through these endless corridors again. Finally we got outside. The entire team that the boss owned and that was here was actually waiting for us there. They looked at us smiling, of course just pretending. I put my head up and looked at her, not with contempt, but with pity, and the smile immediately disappeared from all faces. They dragged us, more or less, on. Our end was imminent. In my thoughts I thanked my parents for granting me at least 16 wonderful years, and Lisa, I thanked them, because without them I would be nothing. A lonely tear made its way down. Oskar looked at me and wiped them away in an incredibly quick motion."Don't cry." Whispered and actually managed to smile. I smiled back and suddenly wondered why I was so afraid of death. At the beginning of my criminal career I showed no fear for my life, so why now? Maybe because I fell in love or because I found my way back into the old self. Zja there one wanted to die and not die and then one had found a reason to live and dies. We were pushed into a car and one guy climbed next to us and the other in front of us. Then the car drove off. Suddenly I felt Oskar's hand on mine. I looked into his face, he seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't and yet I knew what it was. His eyes showed me that he loved me so much that he would die for me if he could. I sighed, closed my eyes for a few seconds, then leaned over and gave him a kiss. He smiled slightly, but it quickly disappeared we stopped and we saw the police cars lined up there. "Get out and walk slowly over to them." The guy next to me snapped.

Oskar opened the door slowly. Something had changed in his gaze, he was determined. He gave me a sign and at the same time indicated that we were carrying weapons. I nodded barely noticeably, but he saw it. And before anyone could react. I turned around and shot the guy next to me while Oskar shot the other. Immediately many shots from the police car. We grabbed the guys' guns and got out on the other side. Oskar sat in the driver's seat while I extinguished the police officers with a few aimed shots. "Get in, we have to wipe them all out, otherwise there will be trouble!" he called from the car, I immediately got in and we chased back down the street. At the gate I started shooting from the window of the car and didn't stop there.As soon as we got out I took the guns from the dead and continued shooting like Oskar. When it was empty on the square, we ran into the house and continued here, everything that came our way was shot. We only had one goal, the boss's room. We soon achieved that too. But the door was locked. "What now?" I asked Oscar. He looked at himself briefly, then he pulled a burglar set out of his jacket pocket and began to tamper with the lock. I didn't think it worked, they weren't stupid either. But miraculously it cracked and the door opened. Almost blindly I shot into the room, but then I realized that there were only three people in this room who were now dead. It was a completely different room. "Were we wrong about the door?" I asked Oskar, confused. “They don't really believe that they can fool me like that.” He just grumbled and stepped into the room. He searched the wall for something that he finally found.

He pressed on a part of the wall and it gave way and opened. Immediately he and I shot too. "Well, well, well. You can always take it easy." We heard the boss' voice or whatever his name was. We went in, only he was alive, the rest was dead. "What can we talk about, that we or they have failed?" asked Oskar in a cold voice. Boss winced. "Remember the rules. Rule number two: All orders are done carefully. Or how about that, rule number five: Anyone who does not follow these rules, does something wrong or gives us away is dead." Oskar laughed out loud. "As life goes, and then he stepped up to him and put the gun to his temple." I hope you end up in hell. "He said and lap. Boss fell lifeless from the chair." Come on, we'll blow this up and flee with the little plane. "He said hastily and ran out of the house, I followed him.We found explosives and a hand grenade in the basement. He grabbed the grenade and ran to the small airfield. He got behind the wheel and I sat next to him. “Here, pull out the stick and throw it out the window when I tell you.” He commanded, I was only able to nod. When we had reached the height, I pulled the stick on Oskar's order and threw the hand grenade harder at the house, which was then destroyed with several explosions. We flew away, into a different future, with different possibilities and difficulties.