It’s so nice to be back home that yeah, Jesse lets his guard down a bit, goes out to have a smoke. He doesn’t see the hunter until it’s too late. And there’s enough tranquilizer in that dart to knock out even him.
The last things he sees are the faces of two dead men coming close, faces scarred and burned beyond recognition. Jesse recognizes them anyway; he still sees them in his nightmares, and all he can think is How?
“Elias,” he croaks, “Oliver—I’m s…”
But then the tranqs kick in, and there’s nothing but darkness.
Oh no, why are they not dead ?! That's not right. Poor Jesse **cuddles** The blurry effect on this almost makes it seem as if he's already drugged up. ^__^
Poor Jesse **cuddles** = basically my life. It's blurry because I was originally going to have someone seeing it out a window, but that...didn't quite work out. Maybe next time!