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Jaime, let's just go," you say. "Don't be a killer like him. Besides, we need to get out of here."

Jaime steps to the side of Dillan, who lies on the floor, teeth gritted, good hand still gripping his knife.

"It didn't have to be this way," Jaime says, raising the weapon over Dillan's face. You turn away just as the gun fires. Your ears throb from the sound of the weapon. Jaime walks past you and pats your shoulder. "Let's go."

You follow Jaime to the stairwell and walk down to the third floor.