The Smartest/Dumbest Hostage

You cock your gun and point at another person. This woman was younger than the man you had shot earlier but not by much. She looked like she was about 32, maybe. You can't tell. You put it to her chest and pull the trigger. Once, Twice the gun goes off and she collapses to the floor, with a shattering jolt. You hear a crack as she lands and her skull splits open, revealing more blood and ooze in her head. She is definatly dead. Your shoes feel warm beneath you, as the blood seeps underneath them. You step back in disgust. Remaining cool and in charge, you look at the rest of the 'scum' and cackle at them, you feel like you are some kind of a god, a sick and twisted god who rules over the scum of the Earth with an iron fist. Police sirens break your day-dream and you start to panic a little.