"Gun to the Head"
How did I get here? How did I let it get this bad?
I never thought I'd find myself staring down the barrel of a gun. I should never have let Nick out of my sight, its him they want, not me. My stupid ass twin. I'd kill him myself if it didn't mean more paperwork for me down
at the station. Think, Mike, think, What makes Nick different from you? THINK! Oh jeez the metal of the barrel is cold, hey chill mate - I'm not going anywhere am I? Nice tattoo by the way. Tattoo - that's it, Nick's pride and joy, the phoenix on his neck.
I ned to make this guy understand, move your head Mike, lean your head to the left, a little more, more, that's it, you've got his attention. Oh what? I don't understand you mate, but look at my neck would you. Damn gag, he can't hear me, move your head again
Mike! Why did I pick today to wear a button down instead of a t-shirt? stupid. that's it, he's lowering the gun a little, oh hell no, he's getting angry with me, No! No! look at my neck!!! Oh, he gets it now, that's it, look - what's not there? Ouch! didn't
need to grab my hair. Oh no, no, no, no you don't understand, I'm not...….CLICK.