[b]he comes back and shrugs[/b]
"I stole parts from him to repair my arm."
[b]to Tara's horror, she realizes one of his arms is missing and is replaced with a synthetic[/b]
"Remember that time nightmare returned....
He figured if you found my corpse in a horrifically mutiliated heap you'd lose your sanity and be able to steal your physical form....
I lived... I think."
""Tara..."
[b]he pauses for a moment[/b]
"Do you see us as disposable? Do you see me as just another piece of cannon fodder to throw at nightmare to finish him off each time?"
[b]he suddenly grabs his handgun and shoots himself in the chest. Blood and stomach acids fly through the air as he collapses to the ground, almost dead.[/b]