The clock ticks slower now, doves pattern the open sky with their collective instinctive beating, and you prepare yourself for the most important task you’ll ever take on in your waking life. Weapon in hand, you silently pray for those who you’re about to condemn. All you can see is red.
You think you’re important in all this, but you can never fully convince yourself of the fact. Regardless, a singular truth calms you down…
Just don’t mess up, and you’ll be alright.