As I looked at my dying friend, gunshots filled my ears, piercing my ear drums. Monty reached into his pocket, pulling out a ring, he closed it withing my hands "What?! What does this mean?!" I shouted to him. He looked into my eyes, his dark green ones almost warming my heart "You're one of us." He spat, coughing violently "Welcome to the TTA" He smiled and with that, took his last breath.
