Gus Fring was a meticulous man with nerves of steel. His plans were almost always foolproof, ensuring success in any endeavor. This time, his target was Hector Salamanca, an old nemesis.

He had carefully orchestrated his plan, ensuring that he would face the least amount of obstacle possible. The chessboard was set; all he needed was to make the move.

But, the situation was far more complicated than it appeared. Walter White, a seemingly average chemistry teacher turned meth cook, was also part of this macabre game.

Walter had his eyes on Gus and Hector. He knew about their feud and saw an opportunity to benefit from it. His plan was audacious but promising.

However, to execute his plan, he needed Hector's cooperation. This was a tenuous proposition at best, given their troubled past.

Somehow, Walter managed to gain Hector's trust. He promised him that Gus would be killed in a way that would not implicate the old man.

The duo meticulously planned Gus' assassination. The explosive was to be planted on Hector's wheelchair, which would detonate on Gus' arrival.

The plan was set in motion when Gus arrived to finish Hector. As he sat down right across from Hector, the tension in the room spiked.

As Gus prepared to administer the lethal injection, he gave Hector a moment to make peace. The old man, however, had other plans.

He stared at Gus, defiance gleaming in his eyes. "Last chance to look at me, Hector," Gus coldly instructed, unaware of the impending doom.

As Gus turned his back, Hector's hand moved towards the detonator. The room was filled with tension. Walter, watching from a safe distance, held his breath.

Hector pressed the switch, and the wheelchair exploded. The impact was enormous, and Gus was caught in the blast. The room was filled with smoke and debris.

The explosion was so powerful that it rocked the entire building. Fire and smoke billowed from the room, obscuring the horrifying scene within.

Amid the smoke and rubble, Hector's lifeless body lay beside the burning wheelchair. His eyes, still open, staring blankly into the distance.

Gus emerged from the debris-filled room, one side of his face horribly disfigured. He straightened his tie and collapsed to the floor, dead.

Walter watched the scene unfold from a safe distance. A grim smile spread across his face as he watched his plan come to fruition.

The downfall of Gus Fring marked a turning point for Walter. He had successfully manipulated the situation to his advantage, outsmarting both Gus and Hector.

But his victory came at a price. The explosion had claimed the lives of both Gus and Hector, making Walter the only survivor of their deadly game.

As he walked away from the burning building, he could not help but reflect upon the twisted turn of events. In the dirty game of survival, he had emerged victorious.

Walter had once been a simple man living a simple life. But his desperate need to secure his family's future had led him down a path of no return.

This dark path had turned him into a manipulator and a killer. He had become what he had always feared and despised. But there was no way back now.

As he looked back at the burning building, he knew that he had crossed a point of no return. He had once been a teacher, now he was a ruthless survivor.

Walter had survived the game, but at what cost? The faces of Gus and Hector would haunt him, reminding him of the price he had paid.

As the smoke began to settle, Walter’s figure disappeared into the darkness. He had succeeded in his plan, but the price was high. The chessboard was set anew.

And so, Walter continued his journey down the path of darkness. The haunting memories of Gus and Hector were just the beginning of his troubling tale.

Only time would tell what fate had in store for Walter. Would he continue to outsmart his enemies, or would his actions catch up with him?

Underneath the starry night, the burning building served as a grim reminder of the game of survival. The echoes of the explosion still hung in the air, as if a ghostly memory.

Walter was no longer the man he once was. He was a different person, hardened by his experiences and changed by the harsh realities of life.

He had become a player in a game much larger than he could ever have imagined. A game where survival was the only rule, and the stakes were life-and-death.

But in the grand scheme of things, Walter was just a pawn, moved by fate and circumstances. His story, albeit a dangerous one, was still being written.

How it would end, only time could tell. Until then, Walter White, the simple chemistry teacher turned meth cook, would continue his perilous journey.

The echoes of "last chance to look at me, Hector" would forever reverberate in his mind, a haunting reminder of his transformation from a man of science to a man of violence.

As the night grew darker and the embers started to quench, Walter disappeared into the unknown, leaving behind a trail of devastation and a tale worth telling.