User blog comment:YourFavoriteSalmon/The Walking Dead HGRP Edition (RP/Fanon)/@comment-7173140-20170821221515/@comment-26360867-20170822200219

Michael listened to her words, and laughed. Pain shot up his side, and blood made a puddle at his side, but he laughed, harder and harder, and eventually wiped a tear from his eye. He looked up at his killer, and smiled. Wider than normally possible. He spoke, each word slowed.

"Y-you really think i'm gonna d-die alone? You miserable b-bitch.... YOU ARE COMING WITH ME!"

Michael looked up, rage in his eyes and threw the gas can at Katrina, unholstered his glock, and shot the gas can.