Chris taps Riley's overly-pale cheek lightly in an attempt to wake her up. He doesn't want it to end like this. She still has a pulse but he does not know for how much longer she can keep it. He can not stand to see her like this.

He has never seen her anything but bubbly and vivacious.

"Wake up Riley please. I can not live without you." He whispers in his wife's ear, though she can not hear him.

"Oh stop your blubbering Christopher, man up. She is not waking up so stop trying." Mark waves the gun around like a child with a brand new toy as he paces the floor. "She's as good as dead now."

Chris looks up at him in tears. "She's my wife. I will never stop trying."

Mark nods, a nerve snapping inside him. Hannah has never said those words about him. She doesn't love him like Chris loves Riley. Their love is true. Hannah and Mark's is nothing but a gigantic lie.

"Fine then." Mark sighs. "How about if I throw your sister in to this? Would she make you stop trying with your dear wife?" Mark asks as he spots Brittany in the huddle of guests.

Brittany's body fills with fear as she makes eye contact with Mark. She knows what is coming next, though she will never admit it to herself.

Mark yanks Brittany off the floor and holds her in his arms, one large bicep around her neck while he holds a gun up to her chest.

Brittany shakes with fear. She knows how crazy Mark is. Nothing Chris could say would make Mark release her.

She is going to die.

"I would do anything for everyone in this room Mark. And they all know that. That statement includes you. Let me help you. Please." Chris holds his hand out, the other holding fabric to Riley's wound. "Please. I am begging you. I'll do anything."

"Let's see about that." Mark smiles as he pulls the trigger, impaling Brittany in the chest with a silver bullet.

"No!" Chris shouts as she drops to the floor. Tears stream down his face as he watches her gasp helplessly for air. He grabs her and drags her closer to him on the floor. He can't really move because of Riley in his lap. He does not want to move her.

"Why Mark? Why?" Chris asks. "Why are you doing this?" Chris is the only one who has asked the question on everyone's minds.

Amanda rushes over and cups Brittany's face in her hands. Brittany smiles at her friend. "I always wanted to tell you something."

"What is it? Anything?" Amanda laughs as tears fill her eyes. She is losing her best friend.

"I am the one who ate your chocolate pie." Amanda laughs at Brittany's confession.

"I know." She smiles as Brittany turns to Chris.

"And I'm the one who told mom you broke the lamp." She reaches up and touches her brother's face.

Ryan lifts Riley off of Chris' lap so he can have his last few moments with his sister.

Chris nods in appreciation. He shifts himself over his sister.

"It's going to be okay Britt. I'm going to get you help." Chris grabs his sisters face momentarily before pressing his hands over her wound to stop the bleeding.

"Yeah, it will be okay." She smiles and takes her last breath.

It is a horrible thing to die. But even worse to die on your birthday. Poor Brittany.

Chris shakes his head. "Britt? Brittany? Brittany!" Chris shakes his sister's lifeless body. "This can't be happening."

Amanda sobs over her loss of Brittany. She never appreciated her enough while she was here.

It truly is a shame how you never realize what you had until it's gone forever.

"Well, that's two down. Who wants to go next?" Mark asks, laughing. He is enjoying watching these people drop like flies.

"You won't get away with this!" Chris shouts as he holds his sister close, rocking with her in his arms.

Mark laughs. "Oh but I already have Christopher. I already have."

Christopher stares in to the eyes of Brittany.

Her eyes are as pure as the day she was born.

Chris shakes his head. He was supposed to protect her. That is what brothers do. Even if he was younger, he vowed to always protect her.

Every rude boyfriend. Every bully on the playground. Every perverted boss.

He was there for everything.

But now he is losing everything. Everyone he loves is slowly leaving him.

"Oh how the mighty fall." Mark sits next to his wife on the fireplace.

Hannah's eyes stay fixed on her brother. She wishes she could have stopped his death.

Everyone wonders what lead them to this. What was that one mistake they made to get here?

The answer?

Their entire lives have been nothing but a series of cons and lies in order to make more money than the next person. These people are scum.

Mark is just giving them what he thinks they deserve.