Under normal circumstances, he would speak his mind, but with a gun against his head, his mind has surrendered to the trigger master. No one can hold him accountable for his decisions anymore. But what would he do at this point? The choice in front of him eludes him, revealing a future bleak, narrowing down on the loneliness us humans experience after our granted eviction from our mothers' wombs into the abyss and darkness of this unholy world. His other option is to sacrifice his known existence for the alternative narrative hosting an unforgiving universe no human has come back from. He stopped his breathing at once, reflecting on the agony his existence has caused him, leaning towards ending it all. Until he realized the misfortune of his narrative brain and fictional capabilities. After all, he had lived his love dwelling in the pureness of the absurd existential, what if this alternative universe he had created from himself is worse than the tyranny he had convinced his brain of while fully alive. What if the after-universe he had denied did exist? What if it didn't, but his state of consciousness remained engaged? The trigger couldn't hold back anymore...
Conclusion
Mohamad Hachem