Kill the Lights - sidetrack 4

The camera closed up on Haley’s face. His cold and beautiful face suddenly changed. His black pupils shook a little bit.

“Cut! -Very good!”

Vick stood up like he was done, and Mason relaxed his serious expression and raised his head. Vick looked happy and checked the scene on camera. Mason, however, said ‘ow, ow’ and grabbed his knee.

“Sophie!”

Gloria called Sophie, and she ran over quickly to put powder on Mason’s face.

“You are sweating a lot, are you gonna be okay for the next scene?”

Gloria sounded worried, and Mason replied, ‘Good thing it’ll be raining in the scene,’ and smiled.

“Haley!”

Vick, who was watching the screen, called Mason. Mason limped slightly as he walked up to him. Tony quickly handed him the script and put a hot pack on his knee. Mason moaned as he sat on the chair, and Vick moved aside to make place for him to stretch out his legs. He said-

“Mm, are you okay?”

“Whoa, are you worrying about me?”

Mason’s sarcasm was obvious. He wasn’t really getting mad at him, and Vick smiled, showing his teeth.

“Sorry, still, I’ll let you rest for a while after today. Also after the filming, this burning desire of mine will be quenched a little.”

He said he couldn’t help it because his desire to create was burning.

“But, are you gonna be okay for the next scene?”

Chase, who was drenched wet because of a shoot in the rain earlier, was changing his clothes and drying his hair as he butted in.

“Not just running, you would have to run in the rain too, can you do it? You have acted in only one scene so far, but you’ve already become like this.”

Chase sounded like he was scolding Vick and not Mason, and Vick slightly avoided his eyes.

“Won’t… won’t it be okay if we can do it all in one go?”

“Running from there to here, it, it should be okay, right? It’s only 10 yards.” -Vick asked, and Mason pressed on his knee and said.

“Well, I can run for a little bit.”

“I might limp a little, but I can do it without showing.” Before when he was working as a mercenary, he had often pretended to be uninjured while at a job.

“You don’t know how many takes we might have to….”

Chase sounded worried, but Vick waved his hand, ‘No way, Haley barely makes any mistakes.’ It looked like he didn’t have anything in his mind except to film this part. Chase sighed like he couldn’t prevent this, and Mason tried to comfort him. “Just like how Vick said, it’s only running a few yards.” It wasn’t like his leg was completely broken, so it should be fine.

“But….”

“You are worrying about useless stuff. Chase is behaving like Haley’s manager now.”

Ashton, who was getting ready to film the scene together, couldn’t stand this and butted in.

“The person himself said it’d be fine… right?”

Mason carefully looked at his all twisted face.

“You are fine, right? Are you not okay?”

Mason thought what should he do at his aggressive tone and soon replied.

“I’m okay.”

Let’s not make this kid angry, it’s annoying. Mason thought and smiled at him.

“See, he said it’d be okay, Chase.”

Ashton sounded like he wanted Chase to stop this nonsense and stalked back to his spot. Chase blankly stared after Ashton, he who had suddenly butted in and scolded him, and soon got mad.

“Ah, Chase, perhaps you have another towel?”

Mason asked Chase, who was about to follow Ashton to have a shouting match, and Chase replied, ‘Uh, pardon?’ Mason repeated-

“I’m gonna get drenched soon, but it seems like Tony didn’t come prepared with enough towels. So, I was wondering if you had some extra…”

“I think the equipment team will have it…”

“Ah, ok then”

When Mason tried to stand up, Chase stopped him and made him sit down again.

“I’ll bring it for you.”

Before Mason could say anything, Chase ran to the equipment team like a wind.

“Why are you like that?”

Vick asked Mason, who was looking at the next scene’s script.

“What?”

“Ashton. Why are you letting him go? You purposely sent Chase away just now.”

“Because he was about to argue with Ashton.” Vick looked at him strangely, and Mason shrugged.

“Simply, just…”

What was the point in arguing, Mason’s answer seemed to convey, and Vick asked again-

“He’s doing that because you are going easy on him. I mean, you could ask Noah to tell him nicely and he’ll stop. But instead, you are going easy on him, why?”

Vick remembered what Mason did to Melisa in the past and asked.

“Honestly you are not even that kind-hearted?”

He is sharp, but since he’s indifferent from others, he doesn’t think about people that are outside of his line. He is quick to attach and cut ties, and he is an easy and simple person. Very dry type than what people think. -Haley Lusk that Vick saw in front of his eyes had that kind of personality. Actually, when he ran to save Noah, Vick was a little surprised.

“We are gonna work together anyway, so I just don’t want to cause any trouble. Well. -His type is too annoying to be bothered with.”

“I get what you are saying… But in my eyes, it’s already gotten to the point of annoyance.”

Mason raised his head and looked at Ashton at Vick’s murmur. He was in fact staring at them with all twisted eyes. Ashton Keet had been acting for 7 years. He was already 32 years old, and his roles were limited to weak supporting roles. It wasn’t like he had outstanding features or was good at acting, but since his persona was established, he was never short of opportunities. Of course, just because he kept working didn’t mean he was popular. Ashton knew that he was B rated. Amongst countless Hollywood stars, he was someone that could be replaced anytime. Sometimes he could be heard saying, ‘It’s good as it is. Being able to carry on in Hollywood for so long, I’m indeed well established,’ so as to hold up his pride. But still, he was a common Hollywood person that would get jealous looking at popular stars.

I want to be a star. -There was no celebrity who didn’t think that. He wanted to be praised, respected, and worshipped. Doing the same job but getting tens of million dollars that made his earnings of a few ten thousand dollars seem like nothing. He knew he was asking for attention, but honestly, he was envious of the troublemakers who got the spotlight. If he fainted or broke his leg while filming, he wouldn’t even get half a page of coverage in celebrity magazines. However, the “troublemakers” could have sex like dogs or pigs, in random public restrooms, and their faces would decorate the first page of celebrity news for at least 3 straight days and even broadcasted in actual news. And afterwards, their price would go up, they would model for expensive brands and chased by the paparazzi’s camera shutters like fashionistas.

He was envious of them, but at the same time he couldn’t do those things, so he hated them. He cursed at them for being lowly sluts. When he heard that Haley, who was to appear in a small role, had caught the Director’s eye and was promoted to a leading role, Ashton thought Vick was crazy. Haley? Using that scapegrace in the lead role? Had he not seen his acting? He thought if Vick needed a pretty-faced male actor, Ashton was better than him. Pronunciation or vocalization, facial expressions or movements, he didn’t know the basics. Casting a whiny bitch like Haley in the lead? When he heard that the rumor was true, Ashton felt like his organs were twisting.

Still he thought Vick was going to regret his stupid decision, so he pretended like it was nothing. He thought, ‘what kind of movie is he going to film with that hated scapegrace? This time, Vick’s movie is gonna fail.’ But the situation turned to be completely the opposite of what Ashton had thought. Haley’s acting wasn’t bad. Honestly, it was pretty good. Also, the atmosphere on the set was brighter than when Melissa was here. Chase’s eyes sparkled when looking at Haley even though he was ten times, no, way more popular. Everyone liked him and even Noah Raycarlton said that he liked him. He, who crawled beneath him and made a living with his scandals, had suddenly become a national hero in a day and then retuned to the studio calmly as if he was always that kind of a person. He was holding in his jealousy, but Vick kept whining how he wanted to film Haley. And Chase just kept praising him.

‘I’m okay.’

Ashton recalled Haley’s face that was smiling like pacifying a child and Chase’s face that was bright red.

“He himself said it was okay… who does he think is he?”

“Is he really volunteering to be the knight?” Every time they said Haley, Ashton, who had immense pride about acting in Vick Procter’s movie with Chase Miller, became completely upset. Ashton glanced at Haley, who was sitting next to Vick reading the script. He had his legs stretched out and was massaging his knee and calf like as if they were sore.

“…..Hm.”

Idiot, he can’t even control his own condition. It was the basic requirement of any actor to maintain their body in a perfect condition with respect to their roles and not to sustain even a single scratch whiling filming. He wasn’t even a real bodyguard, and hurting his leg while saving another person, does it make any sense? How is he going to film with that body…?

“…………….”

Ashton startled and stared at Haley’s leg for a long time. So far long that his manager asked what was the problem and he said it was nothing and turned away, but his face was slightly brighter.

“Let’s forget about that and just tell me this. -Is this the reality?”

Mason, who glimpsed at Ashton, waved his hand as if everything else was annoying and asked about the script he was reading. Because of the movie ‘Real’s’ storyline, where reality intersected with the virtual world and ended with a twist, he couldn’t understand the scene very well. Vick, who watched Ashton’s twisted face like it was funny, glanced at the script and said.

“You don’t have to know. Just think that everything is the reality.”

“Everything is the reality?”

“Only the audiences can tell if the movie scene was real or virtual. We just have to film like everything is the reality. It’s not like the virtual reality is any different, when we are filming everything is real anyway.”

‘And it’s my job to easily distinguish them,’ Vick sounded like a real director. He had been seeing him only whining about wanting to film, but he wasn’t used to seeing him being serious. Mason looked at the script again. The scene was about Mason’s role ‘Closure’ who is chasing after Ashton’s role ‘Paul’ and shoots and kills him in a dead-end alley. ‘Paul’ was a pretty important character, so he was curious if the scene about him dying was real or virtual, but Vick was right. Who cares? It’s a movie anyway. It was a little different from what Vick said, but Mason got the point. He looked through the script and glimpsed at Ashton. Somehow he looked better than before. Mason didn’t make a big deal out of it and turned the script page. Soon a stylist, Jasper, appeared and firmly wrapped his leg and injured areas with plastic wrap under the clothes. While filming in the false rain, it’d be a big problem if the bandage or the wound got wet.

“Haley. Don’t you have a fever?”

Jasper, who finished wrapping and straightened up the pants, tilted his head and asked.

“Is it only on the wounded area? Why is your body so hot?”

“Ah.”

Mason frowned slightly, and Jasper touched his forehead.

“Oh my, you have a slight fever. Are you okay?”

“Do you have a fever, Haley?”

“No, I feel slightly sluggish… but one scene will be fine.”

Everyone had arrived at the set and were preparing to film the scene, it would be funny to go back just because he had a little bit of fever. My body was definitely not good, but it wasn’t up to the point that I couldn’t handle it. Moreover, he wanted to finish this fast and go back to Noah and continue their discussion, which they couldn’t finish a moment ago.

‘…. If you sleep next to me, it’ll get better.’

Sleeping next to him… that means… Vick cut short his line of thinking and asked.

“Are you really okay? If you are sick, we can film it some other time…”

“Talk to me when you are not crying.”

Mason tapped Vick’s shoulder, who was about to cry, and stood up.

“Haley….”

Vick hailed him like ‘you are freaking cool.’ Gloria arrived just in time and said, ‘we are done preparing, Vick. You, Haley, just walk in with your subordinates who will be chasing Ashton, and when you get the signal, start to run.’ Vick jumped in as if he had been waiting for her to finish.

“Okay. Let’s finish this in one take.”

Mason smiled and followed Gloria and walked to where the cameras were waiting. Ashton also walked in slowly and smirked at Mason.

“You are walking better than I expected.”

“Yeah, well.”

“You’re not even limping much… Since you are filming a running scene, I’m starting to wonder if you really got injured.”

Mason glanced at him.

“Well, it’s just that… I’m just saying that you are walking well.”

“…………”

Mason thought he didn’t click with these kinds of guys at all and looked at Vick from afar.

“Action!”

His eyes sparkled and he shouted as a slate man called out the scene number, “Roll 72 Scene 1 Take 1.” Snap! A ringing sound burst out, and the rain started to fall as Ashton started to run first. Mason put the strength on his calves and walked after him. The soreness in his leg made his back heavy, but he didn’t show it. When he thought of catching Ashton in front of his eyes, his walk started to get a little faster, and the men in black walking behind Mason started to walk faster too. Ashton turned around the corner, and Vick signaled with his finger. Mason started to run, and the men behind him also started to run. The rainfall was getting cold, and he didn’t even realize that his leg was hurting until Ashton stopped in the dead-end alley, and he was blocking him.

Mason took out a gun from the shoulder holster under his jacket. Ashton trembled and slowly turned around. ‘Splash, splash,’ Mason purposely stepped on the puddles and walked towards him. He felt like he had really caught a prey that he’d been waiting for and got a little excited. Mason waited for his line. It was Ashton’s turn to say, ‘How did you know where I was?’ but he stayed still.

“……………”

‘Perhaps’, Mason moved his lips, but at that moment Ashton turned to Vick and waved his hand.

“…………-!”

Vick, who was watching Mason’s actions, with sweat on his hands, stood up from his chair.

“I’m sorry. -I forgot the line.”

“Cu, cut! -Cut! Cut!!!”

Vick shouted out ‘cut’ like he was going to lose his breath after what Ashton said.

“I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.”

“Ugh!”

Vick, who was about to scream at him, moaned, ‘…oh my,’ and touched his forehead and sat down again.

“Oh my….”

Oh my, oh my…. Vick, who’d lost the precious cut, moaned like he was about to cry, and Ashton couldn’t raise his head.

“…….”

Mason looked at his leg that had started to get sore again and turned to Ashton. He saw his lips going up.

“……hah.”

Mason got a bad feeling and sighed and touched his forehead. He felt his fever going up from running under the rain for a brief time. His leg and back felt heavier too.

“Again, let’s do well this time! -Let’s finish it in one go!”

Vick said in an annoyed voice, and soon just as Mason predicted, the long filming began.

“Cut! Hey! Ashton!”

Vick made a face like he wanted to kill that son of a bitch. It’s been 7 times already. Ashton fell, couldn’t act out an expression, or forgot his lines. The scene wasn’t even that long.

‘How did you know where I was?’

Then Mason would say, ‘I asked your older brother as he was died in my arms’ and smile dirtily. Then he would tremble in fear, but scream in anger.

‘Shut up, that’s not real. There’s no way that’s real!’

And Mason would say, ‘It’s real, unfortunately,’ and put the gun on his chest and pull the trigger. -The lines were short and the scene was simple except that it was raining and he had to run under it. Vick wanted to film this in one take, so Mason had to run under the rain seven times with his sore leg. This time Tony ran out bringing a blanket.

“Liz, are you okay? Are you okay? …. Bring us a chair here!”

Tony had a face like he was going to cry and covered Mason’s shoulder with the blanket. When he sat down like collapsing on the chair that a staff had quickly brought up, the ceiling was spinning.

“Hey! You come here!”

Vick called Ashton like he was really mad. Vick was shouting curses and criticism like a crazy person at him.

“…………….”

Mason felt his shoulders shiver and drank the hot cup of water that Tony had brought. Ah, that son of a bitch seriously… Mason glanced at Ashton, who was despicably apologizing to Vick and the staff. While he was making seven NGs, he had never once apologized to Mason. He could feel his fuck you intention to his bone. If it were another time, Mason wouldn’t mind another actor making countless NGs, but now the yellow sky had turned dark and his patience was running out.

“Haley! Are you okay? Wow, seriously!”

Vick came running with ta grim face, ‘I can’t kill that bastard and can’t even replace him with a new actor. Driving me crazy.’ Ashton was wiping his tears on the spot where Vick had yelled at him. His face was like he didn’t know what to do because of guilt. He was good at acting, that bastard. -Mason looked at his face that was saying ‘I don’t know what’s wrong with me today’ and deeply sighed.

“Are you okay? ……Ah, I told you it’s gonna be annoying.”

Vick spoke like he didn’t know what to do. Mason said, ‘Mm,’ and bitterly smiled and lowered his head. He didn’t even have energy to say something back. Vick saw Mason’s pale face dripping down with cold sweat and deeply sighed.

“I’ve waited for this day for so long.”

Vick madly glared at a crying Ashton. You, son of a bitch! I’m going to edit your part as much as I can. He decided, but he still needed Ashton for this scene. He wanted to scream, ‘I know you are bullshitting just

to fuck over Haley. So stop it now, you son of a bitch!’ But he didn’t have any evidence, Vick smiled bitterly, and that despicably crying Ashton knew all about that.

“Ashton!”

Vick annoyingly signaled to Ashton and he hastily ran over to him.

“I’m really, sorry.”

Ashton put his head down to apologize to Vick, and Vick just glared at him and said.

“Haley, today…. Let’s stop for today and rest. I’ll give you a week break… No, will five days, no, four days… or three days be enough?”

Two days is too short, right? You won’t recover in such a short time, right… ? Vick asked stupidly, and Gloria said, ‘Next week, here… I’ll mark that,’ and took out her PDA.

“I’m sorry.”

Ashton, who bowed down to Vick, looked at Mason with enjoyment in his eyes, and Mason moaned. Ah, I gotta kill my temper… Because of this temper, my life will be shortened and I’ll get injured. Mason sighed and said.

“Mm, let’s go one more time.”

“Liz!”

Tony, who was trembling in worry, said, ‘Our Liz! Our Liz!’ and grabbed his shoulders.

“Don’t push yourself. If you collapse…”

Gloria said in worry, and before Mason could even say ‘it’s all right,’ Ashton bowed his head.

“Then I’ll go and prepare! Thank you!”

He didn’t care that people were looking at him like what the heck and ran to the spot where the scene will start. Soon he was waving his hand like he was ready.

“Ah, that bastard seriously…”

Vick frowned at Ashton who was acting despicably. Does he know what kind of thoughts he had when he asked Haley to take a break? He felt like he will vomit blood and have a stone in his system, but that son of a bitch was fucking hundreds of staff and actors, and even the director, just to make himself feel better. If Chase didn’t go to a nearby mall to buy some towels, there definitely would have been a fight.

“Never mind, since it’s like this, it’s not good to just leave without getting anything.”

“Haley… I really want to film it, you know how I feel, right? I’m going crazier than when my wife attacked me naked on our first night, but your condition is really….”

Vick, who was acting maturely, covered his eyes and cried, ‘Ah, I don’t know. I want to film it. I want to become a thoughtless and heartless person who doesn’t care about the actor’s health.’

“Director, if Haley dies because of that, you are going to jail…..”, Tony wailed.

Gloria tapped his shoulders.

“Haley, really, don’t push yourself. It’s better for us to film you when you are all recovered and in a good condition. You possess the professional spirit only when you are actually feeling better.”

You’ve already showed us your fighting spirit. – She said seriously to Mason. He glanced at Ashton, who was doing irrelevant things, and said.

“I’m not really doing this because of the professional or fighting spirit…. I think once will be enough.”

“Once? …Will that be enough…..”

Vick looked at Ashton with exhausted eyes.

“If we get another NG, then really….. mm, we might have to film it next week.”

Mason showed them a light smile. Vick, who was glaring at Ashton, said, “Huh?” and turned to see him. Of course, if there’s NG, they’ll have to film it next week, but there was something strange about his words. While he was looking around to find the person in charge of props, he said, ‘Ah, but.’

“I can improvise a little…. right?”

Well, it’s not a lot, just a little. A little bit. -Mason asked for permission and calmly smiled.

“Liz, if your memory comes back because you are pushing yourself, then….”

Tony shivered and followed him. Mason just let that slip and wiped cold sweat with the back of his hand. Fortunately it was a raining scene, so it would mask his sweat. Mason searched his bag and took out something. Tony, who was wandering behind him, questioned him, ‘Why that? Isn’t that real? Why do you have that?’

“Well, it’s just…”

When Mason tried to explain, as a staff came running to them.

“Haley! You are looking for this, right?”

“Ah, thanks.”

The crew gave him a revolver and asked, ‘Why do you need this?’ and Mason just smiled. Mason put the gun on his waist.

“Aren’t you supposed to take that out from an inner pocket?”

Tony questioned him, and Mason briefly answered, ‘Here is more comfortable for me.’

“Later, if Vick is trying to cut the scene, cover his mouth once.”

“Cover his mouth? Vick’s?”

“Secretly stand behind him and you stop him from shouting.”

Tony frowned, but Mason repeated with a tired face. Vick is not a mercenary, so he wouldn’t anticipate somebody to shut his mouth. Ashton was looking their way. Mason tilted his head and glared at him with cold eyes.

“……..Liz……..?”

Tony startled and called Mason.

“Wha, what’s wrong?”

‘You look like you’re gonna kill someone.’ Weak-hearted Tony asked with his eyes open wide, and instead of answering him, Mason limped and stood on the starting point. Ashton pretended to look away and said in a joyful voice like he was talking to himself.

“Ah…. Really, everyone worries too much.”

Mason wasn’t sure if he wanted to provoke him or make an excuse for what he was doing, but he kept mumbling.

“Don’t you think so? It’s obvious for an actor to take care of himself. Just because of a few NGs, everybody is….”

“Hey.”

Mason called him in a low and annoyed voice. Ashton, who turned around with a ‘why, you wanna fight?’ face, startled at Mason’s cold expression.

“Wha, what….”

‘Do you want to fight for making few NGs?’ He backed away and asked, and Mason licked either sweat or rain drops on his lips and breathed out and said.

“You better stop playing around and start to act seriously.”

“I’m doing it serious….”

Mason cut his word and looked at him with sharp eyes. Mason, who was looking at him like he was looking at an annoying bug, said.

“The gun that I’m gonna use now is a real one.”

“……What?”

Mason saw his face frowning with shock and panic and breathed out.

“…I don’t think you know how painful getting shot by a gun is…. It really hurts, like you would want to shoot someone.”

“What are you saying right now?”

Ashton chuckled like, ‘the fever had messed up your head’ kind of way. Mason didn’t care and continued.

“So if you are bullshitting one more time, I’m going to shoot you. -Since you are an actor, you’ll probably think this can help you to act, right?”

Mason wished his eyes to look serious. And Ashton’s brown pupils trembled a little.

“…………….”

Bingo. -Mason hid his smile and waited for the cue sign. Vick, who was sitting from afar, raised his hand and soon the signal that he was waiting for came.

The cold rain started to drop on his head. Even with the cue sign and the sound of the slate, Ashton hesitated. A real gun… What kind of nonsense is he blabbering? Ashton, who had a face like Vick is about to come running here, made an unpleasant expression and started to run. Splash, splash, splash. The sound of dress shoes hitting the water echoed through the quiet filming set, and he felt the camera finder chasing after him. A real gun, did he get shot on his head rather than his leg? Ashton felt like he had been mocked at. -He probably briefly saw a real gun and just blurted out. Haley Lusk can’t even properly pull the trigger of a gun for defense.

-Swallow

“……..”

Mason’s expression and scary eyes bothered Ashton; his expression was fully of annoyance, but his eyes were dull like plastic marbles. It looked like he didn’t have any emotions. Is it because he has a fever? Ashton ran while feeling uncomfortable. When he looked back, he made an eye contact with Haley who was chasing after him. Seeing his wet eyes, somehow gave him a chill. What is this? The set was weirdly quiet. It’s obvious since it’s filming, but that gave him more chills.

“………..”

He felt like his pride was hurt and grew more unpleasant, but his pace got faster and soon he reached the alley.

“…………..”

Haley was already closing in on him.

“……….!”

Ashton was startled and backed away and dropped on the floor. He asked.

“You mean how I knew you were here?”

Haley asked like he was explaining something annoying and complicated and approached him. Huh, that’s my line….

“What are you…..”

Why isn’t Vick giving NG sign? Ashton tried to look at Vick, but Haley was already in front of him and whispered into his ear.

“That day, the abductors who died in the warehouse… Do you really think they committed suicide?”

His voice was low and husky. The creepy tone pierced through his ears and stuck his spine. Ashton, who hastily straightened his back, moved his lips. “What, are you saying right now?”

“I killed him.”

“As I asked.” -Haley skillfully improvised the line. He wasn’t sure if Haley was acting or telling him the truth. Haley stared at him with glass-like black pupils. Ashton felt his body start to tremble. It was because looking at his eyes, he wasn’t sure which side he was saying. Killed the abductor? He even murdered someone?

“Lies… It’s a lie, right?”

Haley answered simply and took out the gun from the shoulder holster. He nodded his head and raised the gun. Clank, the sound of the gun loading rang in the air. Ashton looked at Haley’s indifferent face. His innocent looking face looked scarily beautiful when it was drenched in rain. Black pupils… That face did not have a single strand of emotion.

“That is, that is-. It’s not real! That’s fake.”

That’s a fake gun, right? He definitely saw him getting a model gun from a crew. But before Ashton could scream, Haley said.

“Everything is the truth.”

His slightly lifted the jacket and showed him another gun on his waist.

“…………!”

Two guns? Which one is the gun that the crew gave? The one he’s holding, or the one on his waist? No way. Probably he is holding the fake one, right? Just to threaten me, who messed around with him this whole time, holding the fake…. Ashton gasped and backed away, but suddenly Mason looked down at his gun. Ashton also followed his gaze and looked at the gun.

“………………”

The detail, the weight of the gun, and the color of the gun were different. When he realized that, he got a chill all over his body and gasped.

“It’s unfortunate.”

Haley smirked. It was the first expression he had made ever since the shooting began. The gun he held was pressed on his chest. His finger slowly pulled the trigger and the small clicking sound rang out like it was going to rip his heart. He wanted to scream, but he couldn’t make any sound and simply opened his mouth. Haley’s cold hand covered his mouth. The scream that burst out disappeared under his hand, and his sight turned black as he was thinking ‘I’m going to die like this.’ At that moment-

“-Cut!!!!!”

Vick shouted loudly like a thunder and stood up from his seat.