Wait I'm confused
Did mist say he had the gun?
Monocle stood on a balcony, watching the setting sun. So many dead. He had been worried something like this would happen, but this many?
What to do? He had to get out of this, to survive. Otherwise, his company would fall to pieces. He chuckled, thinking about how, in the beginning, all he had wanted was to redevelop this land. Shaking his head bitterly, he walked back inside, cane clacking on the wood floors.