Jamie realized she had to do something. The man was pointing the gun at her head. It was not an accident she was in this situation, she had known the man was there, in fact a friend had warned her just a few minutes earlier that “the crazy guy” was in the park again. Being impatient, and not wanting to take the long way home, Jamie had cut through the park to save a few minutes. She knew full well that the chances of running into the gun toting lunatic were very good. Now here she was, facing what she had been warned of and considering her options. All the man wanted was everything she had. Everything Jamie had meant everything to her and parting with it was not an option she was willing to consider. But was ignoring the man and continuing on her course a better option? What about reasoning with him in the hopes he would let her go? Jamie had seconds to make a decision, a decision which would have lasting impact upon her life, a decision she might or might not live to regret. But she couldn’t make a choice, she was bogged down in self doubt. Every choice she might make had a consequence, and she didn’t want to have the ownership of that consequence on her shoulders, thus it was easier to let the man make the first move. He might take what he wanted and let her go, kill her and take what he wanted, or take nothing and miraculously let her go. Jamie waited to see what the man would do. He squeezed the trigger.