Toby looked up to where Lachlan, Wolfram, and Bleddyn were walking towards him. More people? Kill them. Don't I know them? Kill. Them. Wait… what am I doing? I was on the floor a second ago… it doesn't matter. Toby looked around. There was a man with a bullet wound in his forehead lying by Toby. The man still had the black shadowy remains around his arms and legs from where he was previously restrained. N-no. I didn't… did I? I couldn't have. I said I would never use them again… I lost control. How did I lose control? Toby's eyes widened and he backed away, shaking his head. You didn't lose control, you just decided it was my turn to come out. "N-no. Go a-away." Toby said, banging his hand against his head. Back to the main subject, we were just about to kill those people. Don't worry, no one will miss them. "Stop it. I don't want you here." Toby growled. Alpha whimpered and nudged Toby with his nose. Fine then. When your stupid dog dies, don't look to me for sympathy. I won't be there. Some of the Pure members were starting to realize Toby wasn't attacking them anymore, and that he seemed distracted. A few of them moved in. Toby held up the gun that was still in his hands and started shooting them. His vision was blurry and there were black spots dancing around. Between that and his shaking hands, he kept missing his targets.