More bullets cut his line, followed by another volley of nitrogen, which somehow seems more... potent?
The Ash drops and convulses, and more cylinders drop and explode around him, until he is almost in a state of epileptic seizure.
The ash convulses for a second, and then stops moving, you walk over and check for a pulse, but you find none, the ash is dead, but he took Jack with him...
The soldier, uncaring of The Ash other than his cruelty, empties an entire pistol clip into the fallen man to ensure his demise.
[i]Rot in hell, you sick mother-[expletive].[/i]
It said
"Whoever finds this, means that you are the one who freed me from the ash, but I knew all along that I would never survive the ash being ripped away from me, so I have written this with what was left of my free will, whoever is reading this, I have a son, please give him my weapons, and let him read the last part of this note,
Son, I'm sorry I never met you, but i swear it was for the best, you may ha-"
The writing trailed off, meaning that Jack had lost control of his body once again.
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