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"I think it's about time we stopped this charade and you all saw the truth."
The group turned to look at the man standing apart behind them.
He looked distant, his eyes bore a strange glazed look.
"I'm not who I said I am. I've been lieing to all of you. This whole time I've been working behind your backs with the enemy. This whole time, I've been playing you all for fools."
The five other people looked shocked, almost as if they didn't believe him.
"I know we've been through a lot..."
He reached into the breast of his jacket.
"And I know this is a shock... and I know you're all confused."
He pulled his hand back out, metal glinted.
"But this is just the way it is... Not all of us can go in there."
The gun hung from his hand at his side, his grip was light.
"We weren't all meant to go, and I'm sorry."
He pulled his arm upwards, pointing the pistol at the group. His former friends, the allies he had fought with bravely, the people he had come to know and love, cringed in fear, anger, and disgust.
"Goodbye guys."
There was a tear in his eye as he bent his arm and pulled the trigger.
His body landed on the ground to the side with a loud thump.
The group was in shock, horrified.
The doors across the room slid open, smoke rolling out across the ground.
A large man stepped out through the clouds of smoke, looking around to see what the noise was.
The leader of the group, noticing the opporunity, pulled his pistol and fired, almost without thinking.
The large man sputtered about, falling to his knees.
His gruff voice spoke out, garbled by the blood.
"A trap?"
He fell forward, and there was soon a thick puddle of blood.
The group walked over to him, and the woman knelt down, noticing a glint around the large man's kneck.
Looking closer she realized, gasping.
"It's that pendant he told us about... the one that works with that Room of Dreams..."
The scout had gone inside, and came out astounded.
"Guys... this is it..."
They walked inside, and looked around, mouths gaping.
"The Room of Dreams..."
The leader looked around, holding the pendant in his free hand.
"Which has the power to make the wearer of the pendant immortal, and capable of anything."
They all turned around, looking to where their friend had fallen.
The scout immediately noticed.
"Where is he?"
The tech took a close look at the pendant.
"It's glowing... it's activated recently."
The scholar nodded in agreement.
"The books say that the pendant glows that color when a creation of the Room of Dreams that has left the Room is destroyed..."
The group looked at each other astounded.
The leader shook his head.
"So... he only did it because..."
The woman began to cry.
"He would have immediately turned on us when we entered the room..."
They all looked back to where they had just been.
They all looked back to where they had come from.
They all looked back on their memories.
The leader remembered the wrong the large man had caused him.
The woman remembered the day she had met the leader.
The scout remembered when the leader had saved him from the large man's goons.
The tech remembered how the leader had provided him with funds to finish his projects.
The scholar remembered how the leader had saved him from wrongful imprisonment.
They all looked back.
All but him.
All but the sacrifice.