slightly dazed, veronica looks in at the gym. she knows they're all a bunch of idiots, but she smiles at the scene of normality. descending the steps from the school's main entrance, veronica feels faint, but free.
j.d. - 'color me impressed...'
veronica whirls around..
j.d. - (descending the stairs) '...you really fucked me up pretty bad, veronica. you.. you've got power.. power i didn't think you had.'
he opens his coat, revealing the bomb - duct-taped to his bleeding torso. the timer is reset to forty-five seconds. he continues down the stairs...
some distance away, on the grass in front of westerburg high, jason dean turns to face veronica sawyer - his unexpected nemesis. but with less than a minute to go, he no longer feels hate - especially not for her - the one who turned out to be both different and the same...
he even smiles..
j.d. - 'pretend i did blow up the school... all the schools. now that you're dead, what are you gonna do with your life?'
perhaps veronica should seek shelter from the coming blast... but all she does is take out a cigarette... she puts it in her mouth, and waits for a light...
@riggedkills / x