By T. Dunn
Word Count: 91
Time had run out. Ripper couldn’t stay any longer. A good friend had died at his hand. Ethan had taken the others to a secondary location. They wouldn’t have to be witnesses to the carnage he was about to evoke. As the words left his mouth the fire consumed the body of Eyghon/Randall. He had just enough time to exit the building before it imploded. The guilt was eating at him. If only I had stayed at Oxford. If only I had chosen to be the one possessed tonight. If Only….