Blade Runner Mafia Day Five: Final Scene

“It’s time.”

Simon and Marcus walked down to the basement, side by side, each wrapped in their own thoughts on the killing ahead. Neither knew exactly what to expect; would Jed fight back? Would the killing go smoothly? And what would happen next? Would they finally put a stop to the murders?

Three men stood in a circle in the basement of the apartment building. Simon and Marcus both silently prayed that they knew how many would leave alive. Jed just watched the other two, looking from one to the other. He knew he was past an age to fight these two boys off. Perhaps they would listen to a plea of reason? No, from the looks in their eyes, their minds were made up.

“Take care of Keero for me. That’s a good kitten, Keero is. You boys take good care of her.”

Marcus faltered at this, looking down at Muffin, who had followed him downstairs. He had grown attached to the animal in a short span of time, and saw the same love for Keero in Jed’s eyes as he felt for his new found cat. It threw him, that he would see that feeling he knew so well in what he was certain were the eyes of an android.

Simon didn’t hesitate. The kill was quick and as painless as it could be under the circumstances; it only took one shot for Simon to put an end to Jed.

Marcus took a shaky breath. It had all happened so quickly…he just wanted to get away. Get away from this room, away from this damned apartment. He turned away, barely seeing in front of him, and stumbled to the stairs.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

Marcus turned sharply around, nearly falling with the speed of his movements. “I’m getting out of here…god…just…I’m leaving…”

A wave of irritation passed over Simon’s face, and Marcus felt a surge of fear.

“You’re going to make me move him all by myself? Really Marcus, we can’t just leave him here. Come on, help me lift him.” With that Simon walked over to where Jed’s feet lay and waited expectantly.

Marcus felt his legs shake with revulsion. “I can’t…” he reached out blindly, feeling faint, groping for balance until his hand met the cold rough concrete of the wall. “I can’t do that, god, I can’t…I think I’m going to be sick.”

Simon looked up in surprise. “I thought this was what you wanted.”

“What?”

Simon turned completely away from Jed’s corpse, walking toward Marcus with a flat, dead expression on his face. “I thought. This was what. You wanted. All the androids dead. Everyone who ever hurt you, gone. The crazy killer, eliminated. I thought this was what you wanted.”

Marcus tried to stand up, to steady himself without the aid of the wall, but when he let go a wave of nausea passed over him and he reeled. “I didn’t want anyone to die. I just wanted the killings to stop, I didn’t want anyone to die. Simon…god, I can’t look at him anymore, please, let’s just go upstairs, let’s just leave him here.”

Simon frowned, struggling to decide. “Well, if you really can’t stand it…you don’t have to look anymore.”

~*~

Simon reflected, as he picked up Muffin with a smile and an affectionate scratch to her ears, that there would be no one to clean up the mess. He always did hate a mess.

Then he shrugged, and walked upstairs.


/ooc gratz Mafia! I'll post an epilogue tomorrow to reveal roles and wrap up the story some, but it's open season on revealing roles if you wish to.

Thanks for a great game; this was a real pleasure.