User blog comment:YourFavoriteSalmon/The Walking Dead HGRP Edition (RP/Fanon)/@comment-25781987-20170825220139/@comment-26360867-20170829200016

Edward watched in horror. After the blast, he ended upstaying behind, wanting to help the others locked up. As the two girls were locked inside, and the man he rescued jump inside, he was done. He had created too much chaos. He was going to save lives. Maybe his would mean something in the end. He reached into his bag, and removed a small, but powerful explosive. He ran, not fearing bullets. He pushed the button on his bomb, but did not remove his finger. If he was shot, his finger would move. He would level the whole place if he had to. He shouted, hoping someone would hear his voice.

"Listen up! Unless you want this place to be blown to ashes, you will stop this madness. Let the new people go free, and no harm will come. I have rigged this place, bombs all around the arena and Miami. If any harm comes to me or them, I will send you all to hell. Let everyone go. Now."

He never spoke up, but he needed to save these people. They were clearly all close, and Edward was alone. The death of one loner to save a family. He was ok with death.