ANGST!! Do not expect this story to be detailed! It's the play I wrote for the Playwriting Marathon for Acting! It makes more sense when the people are acting it out, but for you guys I turned it into a short story. ^^

I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!

That is all I will say.
Please review.

"Hey! Get off the wall!"

"I-I killed him!"

"You what?"

"I killed him…I have no more sense to my life."

"Hey, you! Come here."

"Sir! Wait…his shirt…is that…blood?!"

"Yes, he's covered in it."

"Yes, I killed him!"

"Who did you kill?!"

"It's no use…it was my job…but if I had known it was—"

"You! Who is that man?!"

"Sir, my findings indicate that that is Atem—"

"That's not my name."

"W-what?"

"That's not my name!"

"Very well then, what is your name?"

"…Yami."

"Fine, Yami. You have thirty seconds to get off the separating boundary and back to your camp."

"I won't!"

"Yami, don't make us use force!"

"Sir, shall I call the order?"

"Get off the wall, Yami!"

"I won't!"

"We don't want to do this…but we will if you force us to."

"I can't force you to do anything! I'm not holding a gun to your head…unlike him…I killed him. Oh, god, oh, god!"

"Get off the wall!"

"No, He's dead!"

"Get off the wall, Yami!"

"I need to do this for Yuugi—"

Gunshots.
Pain.

There's a sickening crunch as his body hits the ground.