[center][hr][hr][h1][color=82ca9d][b]Marc[/b][/color] & [b]Chris[/b][/h1][/center][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Haunted House[/center][hr]

	The Haunted House, just fucking great. Strobbing lights, fog machines, shit jumping out of every corner. Yeah, fucking perfect place to get killed. Chris ducked down and took position, pulling out his handgun and waiting. He knew the place backwards and forwards. It was one of his favorite things at the carnival, always had been. He knew each sound, every light. He had gone through it hundreds of times over the years and even was the reason a lot of things got changed, ever giving his brilliant input to the people who ran it. He knew he had the advantage. He would finish off Marc, get out of there, make his film and then everyone would know how brilliant he was. He knew he was going to jail but that didn't matter at this point, he had to live to finish it. There were still more that needed to die before the grand finale but if Marc had his way he knew he wasn't walking out of there alive. 

	Marc kept his gun lowered, not wanting to accidentally end up shooting some innocent bystander. Enough people had been hurt and killed over this. He felt his blood boiling thinking back to Simone, what she had endured because of this twisted fuck, how many more had died just this weekend because of him. How many more that could die if he didn't do his job. What was the point of becoming an FBI agent, of serving in the military if he couldn't make safe his own home town? If he couldn't keep Ash alive, or Ada, or Kai, or Riley, or Chloe. Damn it, he wasn't loosing one more person if he could help it, not while he was still breathing. 

	Chris heard a noise that was out of place, waiting until he knew it was time. Quickly he rose from his place and he came up behind the person who was the cause of the noise. It wasn't who he was expecting, but it would do. His arm came around Chloe's neck and his gun pointed into her rib cage. "My my my, aren't you the adventurous one. You would have made a great Heroin but alas you will have to settle for a bit role at the end of a great story," he said with a grin on his face. 

	Marc came around the corner and aimed his gun right at Chris, his eyes looking at Chloe for a moment before focusing back on Chris. [color=82ca9d]"Let her go,"[/color] he ordered but Chris just laughed.