The red and pink glow of fireworks lit the sky, crackling and popping loudly as they went off.
The people watched in awe, faces lit with the glow of the skyward display.
It was with every pop and boom that my gun went off. I trained my eye, looking down my scope as they gazed at the sky, aimed right at their heads.
Dumb sheep. They haven’t noticed. I smiled.
“Happy Independence Day.”