[ WP ] You are a minor character/nameless minion in a fictional story , during a battle between good vs bad , you accidentally killed the protagonist/antagonist . What happens next ?

“ Dude, wake up. Wake up! ” 
 
 “ Miller? What time is it? Damn, did I oversleep my shift… 4:15? Why the hell did you… ” 
 
 “ Shut up. SHUT UP! Bill, I think I fucked up, man. I fucked up big time. I didn ’ t know who to call, I don ’ t know what to do. I had to tell someone, man, but I fucked up… ” 
 
 “ Ok, Miller, relax. I ’ m sure it ’ s nothing. What shift are you working, guard duty? ” 
 
 “ Yeah, guard duty, outer gate. I ’ m just sitting here, minding my own business, when someone starts coming up, towards the gate, y ’ know? It was an adventurer, man! Those aren ’ t supposed to come up to the main gate like that! They ’ re supposed to sneak around back, or climb the wall. Not attack the front gate! “ 
 
 “ Are you ok? Are you hurt? What happened?'' 
 
 “ He attacked us! Full frontal assault, man! In full view of the towers and everything! I didn ’ t have time to call out or anything! ” 
 
 “ But the boss came down and handled it, right? Evil knows, he loves doing that enough. ” 
 
 “ Nah, man, that ’ s the thing. He didn ’ t get a chance to get down here. The adventurer guy was just running by me, I guess, to try and get at the inner gate before we closed it, and I just… ” 
 
 “ Just what? Miller, just what? ” 
 
 “ I hit him, man! Just swung my spear, and clocked him over the head! I didn ’ t even think I would hit him, y ’ know, I thought those guys were supposed to have super speed or something! Super strength! Not be slow and clumsy enough to get hit with a spear and fall… ” 
 
 “ Well, did he get up? Did he fall on something? Is he ok? ” 
 
 “ Man, you know Tuesday nights are poker night, and no poker night is complete without some suds… ” 
 
 “ Miller, were you drinking?! Are you drunk?! ” 
 
 “ Nah, man, I ’ m just a bit buzzed. But we had been throwing the bottles out the window at the dumpster, and we weren ’ t great shots, so… there was so much trash out there anyways, it could have been anything… ” 
 
 “ Miller, did he… ” 
 
 “ He fell square on a bottle. I guess it was already cracked, and… Man, he had a helmet on! That should have protected him! It was just a shard of glass, how did that cause so much blood! ” 
 
 “ Miller, did you kill an adventurer? ” 
 
 “ So much blood, man. I didn ’ t know you could bleed that much… ” 
 
 “ Miller. Listen very carefully to my words. Did. You. Kill. An. Adventurer. Yes or no? ” 
 
 “ He ’ s fuckin ’ dead, man! First level henchmen aren ’ t supposed to even slow these guys down! The boss is the only one that should be able to do that shit, man! ” 
 
 “ Look, Miller. Are you hurt? ” 
 
 “ No, he didn ’ t even touch me. I was… behind the guardhouse. Too many beers, ya ’ dig? I had just rounded the corner as he passed me. I just swung, and wham, he ’ s down. ” 
 
 Listen, Miller. Clean up. Sober up. Take full credit when the boss asks you, but leave out all that poker and beer nonsense. You were guarding, he came up, you hit him, he fell, he died. Simple, easy, no problems. The boss will hopefully understand that it was a mistake, you didn ’ t mean to kill him. Besides, there will probably be another adventurer coming by here in another couple of days. Shorter, if this guy was missed. Relax. ” 
 
 “ …Whew. Ok. I ’ m cool. I ’ m calm. I ’ m collected… Holy shit, I killed an adventurer! Do I get a medal or something? ” 
 
 “ Maybe, Miller, if the boss doesn ’ t kill you first. Evil knows how his moods swing these days. He does still have one guy in the dungeons, maybe that will be enough distraction… ” 
 
 “ Fuck. Got ta go, man, here he comes! Wish me luck. ” 
 
 *Click* 

