[b]Danny - Cabin[/b]

He grunted as he was forced on to his knees. He felt the muzzle of the gun at the back of his head, and his heart beat harder against his chest in response. He wanted to look over and see if the others were okay, but he feared turning his head would make it end up with a bullet. Fucking [i]hell[/i]. It seemed out of them all, James had been the only one to escape capture. Danny had told everyone to split up, but it hadn't worked. Now they were all lined up to be executed, and Danny entirely blamed himself.

He hadn't cried in a long time, but he almost felt like crying now. He couldn't get Shannon killed-- Not after all this! "Please!" Danny moaned. "Don't hurt Shannon! Let the girls and the fucking old man go!" He coughed, feeling sick. To think he thought things were going to be okay. To think he preferred [i]this[/i] over what the world once was. What a naive fucking idiot Danny Heidecker was. His parents were probably right about him all along.