There I stood, watching my patron in the eyes. Mister House encased by a glass coffin, hooked up with several wires and tubes which granted him immortality for more than 200 years. I slowly placed my left hand, which was bloody from battle before, on the glass and watched him in the eyes. I don’t know why I did it, I guess it was my way of thanking him for all the things he had done for me. His body was weak and skinny, but his gaze was still as powerful as ever and it made me feel very uneasy watching him laying there. Sorry it had to come to this, murmured I silently while turning my body towards the control panel. As I walked towards the panel my hand slid of the glass, leaving behind a smear of blood on the glass.
I pushed down the switch and held up my pistol, keeping my head to the ground not daring to watch his eyes for the last time. As the machine was taking out Mister House from his casing, I prepared myself both physically and psychologically for the upcoming action. Once the sounds stopped and steam subdued I pulled the trigger five times. The muzzles lighted up the room for brief moments of time and the shots echoed against the metal walls. My hand was shaking. I felt like throwing up. Everything felt like slow-motion after the gun shots. The gun slowly started sliding out of my hand as I loosened my grip. Eventually I saw it hit the ground, landing besides the puddle of blood that was formed by the blood leaking from my hand.
My body relaxed itself and my feet returned me to the elevator. My hand pushed the buttons and the doors slowly started closing. As the doors were closing I lifted up my head and watched in horror what I had done. A corpse-like Mister House was hanging from his machine, the wires and tubes still providing the corpse with the necessary nutrients to survive while he let out his final breath. I still couldn't bring myself to watch him in the eyes for this last time. The doors closed and the elevator took me upstairs, to the place where I had met Mister House for the first time.
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