Last Laugh

"I can feel it coming, Alex. I can feel the end."

Jack's dead gaze was leveled on his old friend. There was no laughter in his eyes, no smile. There was nothing.

"Well, bud," said Alex. "What are we going to do about that?"

This smile that finally crossed Jack's face was not filled with mirth. For the first time, Alex felt uncomfortable around his friend.

"What to do, indeed," Jack replied.

A peel of laughter issued from his lips, and Alex felt his blood go cold. He'd known he was losing control of the situation. But he hadn't suspected he'd lost it to this degree.

What to do, indeed.