Repression

You reload all your weapons calmly and exit through the front door.

"DROP YOUR FUCKING WEAPONS NOW!" you hear a cop shout.

You immediately open fire on them. You barely get off a few rounds before they fill you with lead, dropping you.

You fall to the ground, and breathe your last breath.

Nobody ever really knows why you did the terrible things you did that dark day. The only clue is the note they found in your pocket saying:

I feel nothing...