1.00 pmI failed! What is wrong with me? I had him in front of me and I froze like a rookie. God, why didn't you give me the strength to kill the wicked one? At the right moment I was about to take the gun that would have lifted the fate of the whole of humanity and, instead, he stared at me. What an unspeakable look, I went into absolute panic. He did practically nothing, his gaze made froze me, immobilized, almost hypnotized. I have failed and this is enough and more. It can't be over, I can't give up right now, I have to do it, I have to kill him or die trying to do it. I will study an alternative plan. It took me three years of my life to chase him through half of Germany, I can't give up right now.
