Welcome to The 3rd part

Sadly, reading doesn't prepare you when an alcoholic wakes you up from a deep sleep, hands you a loaded gun, and tells you to go and point it at your still-sleeping mother.

Saying no and crying about it just isn't an option, as the more that happens, the more bullets get added to the gun. At first, there was only 1, and for every refusal, another was added til it was full. I was forced to shoot bullets towards the doghouse (thank god my aim was terrible back then)