Entropy
Creeno

Well, it's been a year since I got Donnie Darko. [: Aren't cha proud? Also, according to the site, this did happen, just not the way I wrote it. Try navigating the site, see for yourself.

It's cold and dark here.

Donnie walks close to Frank, eyes down, almost afraid of what he's hearing. He's only been dead for a few days, if this is what death was, and he's never felt this cold in all this time.

"Goddammit!"

He shivers, looks down, but Frank looks straight ahead, over him.

He can hear it in the air:
Guilty.

"Goddammit!" The man waves the gun around again, tears running down his face. He goes to his knees, sobs wracking his body.

Donnie feels so, so cold, and he blinks rapidly, trying not to cry.

Guilty, guilty, guilty.

A gunshot pierces the night air, and Donnie shudders, falls to his knees.

He remembers that he can't save everyone.

Frank merely stands passively, as Jim Cunningham's body cools.

Judgment is final.