[It's twenty years ago, and you find yourself on a deserted bridge. There's a car behind you, which might be how you got there, and a gun in your hand, pointed at one Noah Bennet. He doesn't beg for mercy, or plead his case, but only opens his arms out, giving you a perfect shot to his heart.]Do it. Shoot. You and I both know it's the only way
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You know, I thought me ending you was gonna be more dramatic than this. If I was planning on it. Which is to say that I'm not. Not anymore.
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