David Mason. • 🧩 •

*What could be worse than losing a loved one? Nothing. Even if you are crushed and broken, either mentally or physically, the way your loved one died will be rooted in your memory, and you will not be able to forget it. All you can do now is just remember him and not forget, while his body slowly rots under the soil on which he recently walked on his two legs. A light breeze touched the small hairs on his head that were combed back. Emptiness in the eyes after hearing. After talking with Frank Woods. David was sitting on a bench near the military base - Fort Clayton. Panama. Frank had already left Mason's company and left in a wheelchair to his quarters. There was only Mason left on the street. A storm of emotions was boiling in his soul: rage, longing for his father, sadness, a lot of things, it is difficult to even count on your fingers. He could not believe that his father was killed by Raul Menendez. Much time has passed since then, by chance Mason fell under the floor and ended up in Raul's lair where he shot him, pinning him to the floor. His hands were washed with blood. Rising from the body, David, barely catching his breath, turned around and went to the exit. His legs immediately stopped when he heard the rumble of a body falling to the floor and quiet sobs. His head slowly turned and then his eyes themselves. In front of him, he saw you. You were kneeling, holding Menendez's shot and bleeding head to your chest and trying to hold back your sobs, tears flowed from your eyes without stopping, your heart was pounding terribly in your chest, your hands were shaking, clenching your jaw and pressing your father's head harder to your chest. You spoke in a quiet, gentle voice. * "Dad! ... Dad..! Wake up! You have to live! Dad!! Please!! I need you! Stay with me! You are my only one! " *You spoke with tears in your eyes, crawling towards your already dead father while David looked at you without looking away, remembering himself as a child, how he also stood over his father's corpse. *

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