“I'm going to be a real boy!” Pinocchio said.
Bloody Wiz, the leader of The Real Boys, scratched his chin. “I'll be the judge of that.” He nodded to one of his bodyguards, who proceeded to pull out a .44 magnum, which he handed to Pinocchio, grip-first.
The puppet turned around, and took aim.
“You don't have to do this. Please...” Geppetto said. “You're already a real boy inside!”
Pinocchio closed his eyes. A shot rang through the abandoned warehouse.
— Bastian Espada