[ WP ] You are given an ultimatum . You choose an unnamed option .

`` So here we are, with me the conqueror, and you, the conquered.'' He paced back and forth in front of me, pausing to inspect the corpse lying between us. Rifling through its pockets, he pulled out a small wooden totem. A good luck charm I'd made when I was young, to ward off the `` demons'' during scouting. 
 
 If only I had known who the true demons were then. 
 
 The doors behind me creaked, wailing and pounding coming from the other side. Micheal clung to me, his eyes glued on the door, his grip tightening with each rattle of the hinges. The demons would want the body, its scent more intoxicating than ours. 
 
 `` You know, little Mikey, you do n't need to be afraid of them. Not when I'm here,'' Gaines said. 
 
 `` Are you planning on taking him away as well?'' I asked. I wrapped my arm around Micheal pulling him closer. `` I wo n't let you.'' A loud bang on the doors punctuated my statement; Gaines wavered for a moment. 
 
 `` Are you really in any position to stop me? You're on the floor with a bleeding leg and a lot of dead weight hanging on you, and I've got the gun. The way I see it, you've got two choices here. You give me Micheal, and you get to walk away, or I take Micheal, and you do n't get to walk away.'' 
 
 I eyed the gun. It was the one we shared between the four of us, in case we were ever cornered. Four bullets, two remaining. Taking two more would be suicide, but I'd already lost so much. My life was a small price, to stop Gaines. 
 
 `` You know, Dad always told us that ultimatums were n't really choices,'' I said, slowly pulling Micheal off of me. His grip stretched my clothes, but after a few moments he began to relent. 
 
 `` They're mind games, created to make you think you only have two choices. The tone, the wording, everything, to box you in.'' As the door rattled again, Micheal threw himself against me. I looked down at him, stroking his head. His mother's hair, soft and auburn, glowing in the dim light of the windows. 
 
 A thought passed through my mind, that he would never make it back to her if I died here. 
 
 `` Dad did n't have a third choice,'' Gaines said, leveling the gun at me. `` Neither do you.'' 
 
 With a bang, the doors broke open, falling forward towards us. I crouched, pulling Micheal off to one side, out of the horde's way. They stampeded towards the body, filling the room between us and Gaines. There would be no way out for him, not now. 
 
 I looked over the crowd one last time, spotting him. Frozen in fear, he did n't notice me, his eyes darting around. 
 
 `` Come on, Micheal. Let's go.'' I limped towards the door, Micheal supporting me. We moved past a few demons lurking in the shadows of hallways and inner rooms, their bodies moving to follow us. As we left the building, a single, solitary gunshot rang out, and the demons turned away. 
 
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