Tw: Swearing. blood and mention of suicide in first paragraph. Mention of suicide again in fourth paragraph. Hint at death and violence between the *. Talk of murder after *

Virgil and Patton followed the footprints. Eventually they led into town where it got harder to track them but there was mud left on their shoe. "We need to hurry up before the mud runs out," Virgil warned. Patton agreed so the continually sped up their pace until they were basically running. At one spot the footprints changed, almost as if the figure had sat down. They continued on and soon after there were red drops that looked like blood on the ground. Soon the mud ran out so they followed the dried blood instead. Soon the blood started to look fresher. The drops turned into an ally way. Patton recognized this building. He knew that there was a ladder to the roof attached to the building. With the drops of blood and this knowledge he was sure that the figure was planning suicide.

They sped around the corner and saw the figure. It had all come down to this. All the hints and tracking had led them to this ally way. "Stop!" Patton yelled out to the figure on the bottom rungs of the ladder. 

They snarled, "Why should I?"

"Just because your're a murderer doesn't mean that you have to take away your life!"

They chuckled but it seemed sad and pained, "That's not why I'm doing this."

Patton took a step closer, and Virgil swore he began to glow, "Then maybe we can talk about why you're doing this. I can help you, you just have to trust me." They jumped back and off the ladder as Patton's light came closer.

"No!" They yelled out, "You can't help me! You're like my father, you think you can help everyone but you fucking can't!"

"I can at least try."

"This isn't simple, I'm actually surprised at what you've been able to do with emo boy over there. But I'm not that easy."

"Nothing is easy but that's doesn't mean you give up. If you don't have the strength to go on I'll be your strength," Patton offered.

The figure laughed at Patton, "There isn't enough strength to fix what I've done."

*

Patton had been walking towards the figure this entire time and now they were pressed up against the wall, the bright light from Patton a centimeter away from touching them. Patton's light was almost as bright as the light from when he hugged Virgil up in heaven. The figure felt trapped so they lunged forward and knocked Patton to the ground. They quickly stood up and saw Virgil sprinting at them. They swung their fist into Virgil's face. Virgil stumbled back but quickly regained balance. He threw his body forward at the figure. They both fell to the ground. Virgil pin their arms to the ground. 

He could now see that the person who killed Patton wasn't Roman or Logan, in fact he had never seen this person's face in his life but it still felt familiar. He could also see how thin the person looked to be. Virgil yelled behind him, "Patton the potion!" Patton sprung up and pulled out the vial. He opened the cork lid and held open the strangers mouth.

*

"Sorry, I have to," Patton apologized as he poured the purple liquid into the person's mouth. The figure below Virgil began to scream out in pain. They writhed in pain on the ground. Their skin turned into ash and their screams died off. Virgil and Patton watched in shock as the person blew away as dust right before their eyes. The only evidence left that they had been there was another envelope. To whoever finds this first.

Virgil began to shake, "D-did we just kill them?" Virgil didn't think that Thomas would give them a task to kill someone. He had seemed so nice so why would he ask them to kill someone? Wasn't god loving towards everyone? Apparently not as he just got two of his angels to kill someone.

"I thought god was nice!" Patton voiced Virgil's thoughts from mere seconds ago.

"We killed someone Patton," Virgil murmured, "We killed someone so we could live."

Patton was shaking now too, "If I had known that we'd become the murderer I would've never taken that vial!"

"They said they had a father. That was someone's child."

"What do we do now?" Patton shakily asked.

Virgil shook his head, "I don't know, Patton. I don't know."