The shredded pieces of glass suddenly scattered before the woman landing over them. In her bloodshot eyes time has stopped, and that horrified face will now accompany her even after death.

Red, sticky blood swallowed her rich, colorful hair and painted the glass cuts one by one, until it hit the edge of a military boot.

A man leaned over slightly. He stared at her with large, calm eyes through the black strands blocking his image. He blinked twice and passed his utterly white hand over her eyes to close them.

A flaming light, a thud, two gunfire ... and everything turned black.