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Erin's hand trembled as she aimed the gun at Lisa's abdomen, yet she couldn't bring herself to pull the trigger. Her eyes were filled with conflict and pain, her heart repeatedly telling her that a decision had to be made, but each time she was held back by the emotions deep within her. Lisa was her dear friend of many years; they had weathered so much together, and after losing Mark, Erin couldn't bear the thought of losing Lisa too.
Lisa's face was etched with agony, her eyes devoid of their former spark, lost in a whirlwind of madness. She muttered to herself, whispering incomprehensible words as if conversing with some invisible presence. "He loves me... He said He loves me..." Lisa's voice grew low and desperate, filled with uncertainty and fear.
Erin looked at Lisa before her, her heart aching. This once strong and brave friend had become so alien, as if transformed by some dark force. She felt a wave of helplessness and despair wash over her, unsure how to confront such a situation.
"Lisa, please wake up!" Erin whispered urgently, tears streaming down her cheeks. She struggled to make her voice steady, but the pain and helplessness within her were impossible to hide. "We've been through so much; I can't just stand by and watch you become like this..."
Yet Lisa's gaze remained vacant; she seemed completely unaware of Erin's words. Her lips quivered as she continued to murmur, trapped in an inescapable nightmare. "He loves me... He will take me away..."
Erin felt a sharp pang in her heart; she knew everything had spiraled beyond her control. Her finger tightened on the trigger, but each time she hesitated. She feared losing Lisa, terrified of becoming the one who took her friend's life.
"Lisa..." Erin's voice choked with emotion as tears flowed freely. She didn't know what to do; all she could do was watch helplessly as Lisa sank deeper into madness. Her heart was filled with struggle and pain, as if it were being torn into countless pieces.
Just then, Lisa suddenly let out a piercing scream, her body convulsing violently. Erin's heart twisted painfully; she knew she had to make a choice, but it was fraught with turmoil and contradiction. Her finger remained firmly on the trigger, her eyes brimming with tears and despair.
"Lisa... I can't let you become like this..." Erin said softly, her voice heavy with anguish and choking sobs. "No matter what happens, I can't let this thing destroy you..."
Erin looked at Lisa, the image of that vile cicada from her dreams flashing in her mind—the source of all this evil. Anger burned like fire within her, making her tremble all over. She gripped the gun tightly, taking a deep breath; in that moment, her resolve became unshakeable.
Her gaze turned cold and focused as she locked onto Lisa's rapidly swelling abdomen, as if something unspeakable lurked within. "Lisa! I'm sorry! He must not be allowed to exist!" Erin screamed hysterically, her voice filled with desperation and rage.
Her finger shook as she finally pulled the trigger with a sudden jerk. The gunshot exploded through the air, echoing in every corner of the church. Erin felt a powerful recoil surge through her arm, nearly knocking her off balance.
The bullet spun rapidly in the chamber before it shot out with astonishing speed, as if it were piercing through time and space. Erin's gaze was fixed on the bullet, and everything around her seemed to blur. In that moment, her heartbeat felt as if it had slowed down, each thump resonating like a massive impact, sending tremors through her body and soul.
As the bullet was fired, everything in the church appeared to freeze. Erin could clearly feel every minute detail: the fervent eyes of the townspeople, Lisa's expression of agony, even the sound of her own trembling breath. Everything became so vivid yet so distant, as if she were trapped in an endless nightmare.
The bullet carved a sharp trajectory through the air, slowly heading toward Lisa's abdomen. Time seemed to stretch at that moment; the bullet's spinning slowed down, each rotation becoming distinctly visible. Erin's heartbeat continued to decelerate, as if each pulse reminded her of the difficulty and pain of this decision.
She felt an overwhelming sense of despair and anguish within her heart. She knew this moment would determine everything; regardless of the outcome, she had to bear the consequences of this choice. Her gaze briefly met Lisa's, and the pain and helplessness reflected in those eyes pierced her heart deeply. Yet she understood there was no other option; this was the only way.
The bullet continued to spin through the air, time seemingly frozen. Erin's heart was flooded with countless emotions—love, anger, pain, and despair intertwined, filling her eyes with tears. She gripped the handgun tightly, silently praying for an end to it all, hoping that Lisa could find relief.
"Lisa, I'm sorry..." Erin whispered in her heart as tears finally spilled over, cascading down her cheeks. Her hand still trembled, filled with pain and hopelessness. In this endless moment, she felt an unprecedented powerlessness, but she knew she had to see this through to prevent that horrific future.
Finally, the bullet reached its target; everything seemed to freeze at that instant. Erin's gaze followed closely behind, witnessing the arrival of this moment. Her heart was filled with pain and conflict, but she knew this was the only way. As the bullet struck home, time appeared to flow once more, and everything in the church resumed its motion.
Lisa's body jolted violently; a look of agony froze on her face before silence enveloped them all. Erin felt a sharp pain in her heart as if the entire world were collapsing before her eyes. She realized she had made an irrevocable decision.
The bullet penetrated Lisa's abdomen, and instantly yellow fluid gushed forth like a flood, splattering across Erin's arms and face. As the bullet burrowed deeper, the fluid sprayed more violently as if trying to expel every drop from within Lisa. Lisa let out a heart-wrenching wail, convulsing violently as her eyes filled with endless pain and rage.
"You murderer! You killed my child!" Lisa cursed in agony, her voice laced with despair and hatred. Her hand clutched Erin's sleeve tightly, nails digging deep into the fabric as if trying to transfer that anger and pain to Erin. "You lunatic! You'll pay for this!"
Yet the townspeople kneeling nearby remained motionless, their eyes still filled with fervor and devotion as if completely oblivious to what was happening. The atmosphere in the church was eerily strange; the silence of the townspeople starkly contrasted with Lisa's suffering, sending chills down Erin's spine.
Erin stood frozen, staring at Lisa lying on the ground, her mind swirling with countless questions and fears. Her hand still gripped the handgun tightly; her arm trembled violently and refused to relax. She didn't know what she had just done; all she felt was emptiness and powerlessness. Her gaze became distant as if she were sinking into an endless darkness.
"I... what have I done..." Erin murmured softly, her eyes filled with pain and confusion. Her heart was overwhelmed with countless contradictions and struggles, unable to comprehend her recent actions. A sharp ache pierced through her chest, as if the entire world was collapsing before her eyes.
Lisa continued to moan in agony, yellow liquid pouring from her abdomen and staining the ground red. Her gaze grew increasingly hazy, her voice becoming weaker by the moment. "You will pay the price..." Lisa's voice echoed through the church like a ghostly whisper, sending a chill down Erin's spine.
Erin collapsed helplessly to the ground, tears filling her eyes. She had no idea what the future would hold or what consequences this would bring. All she knew was that she had just made the most painful decision of her life and would forever bear this heavy burden.
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