Widward's Suicide: Difference between revisions

 

Without a moment of hesitation, he placed it in his mouth (it felt strangely familiar) and pulled the trigger.

Sometime later, Widward awoke to a ray of sun hitting his face. He rubbed his eyes and stood up, observing his surroundings: he stood at the base of what appeared to be that hill from Windows XP. The air was pleasantly chilly, the sky was blue, the Sun was familiar yellow.