... eyes. He's confident. It's written in his body language. CONFIDENT. Each time he talks he's saying: 'You're gonna die mother f**ker.' Why's he talkin' to me as if I'm dumb? I know the consequences of the game, I know why we're playin' and I know how to play. He's purposely makin' me nervous, asking where I'm from an' how big my family is. For all I know, I could die and never see my family again. Today might be my last living day. Today I might be D-E-A-D. I want Tigo dead not me. Tigo must go. [Tigo picks up the gun] [He slides the bullet into the cylinder] [He closes the gun and spins the cylinder] Why the hell does he wanna go first? Is he mad? Well, I most certainly don't wanna go first so I'm sorta glad. [The cylinder stops] [Tigo puts the barrel to his forehead and squeezes] [CLICK] That sound's gonna haunt ...

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