Marie

The day before the stage play

In a dark room, Dimitri was meeting with a golden-haired woman wearing black leather clothing.

"Isabella, since your last failure in Mexico, I never thought you would look this lewd.

Was the punishment for failing too much ... "

Isabella raised her sawed-off shotgun and pointed it at Dimitri's mouth. "One more word Dimitri and I'll take care of blowing your face off."

Dimitri started laughing as he held the shotgun so it could point it at his forehead.

"The difference between you and me is that I'd rather die than be treated as an accessory to some stupid God.

Now if you are going to shoot, do it, but just don't point a gun at me again, if you aren't ready to kill.

You must know that having a weapon in hand forces you to know how to die. "

Isabella, who was angry, gave a scream and fired her shotgun. When the pellets came out of the shotgun, a smile formed on Dimitri's face.

This caused an explosion of blood, bones and pieces of brain that were muddy on the wall and ceiling.

It was th