Charlie Kirk’s Haunting Final Words Seconds Before Being

Charlie Kirk’s final words have been revealed in chilling footage just moments before his assassination.

The right-wing activist, 31, was shot dead at a university campus in Utah on Wednesday evening (September 10).

President Trump confirmed the death of the MAGA influencer on social media.

The statement reads: “The Great, and even Legendary, Charlie Kirk, is dead. No one understood or had the Heart of the Youth in the United States of America better than Charlie.

“He was loved and admired by ALL, especially me, and now, he is no longer with us.

“Melania and my Sympathies go out to his beautiful wife Erika, and family. Charlie, we love you!”

Footage of the brutal attack has circulated on X, formerly Twitter, depicting the moment a loud bang was heard.

Kirk was violently struck in the neck before collapsing in his chair, and blood was seen pouring from the wound.

Just before the shooting, Kirk was taking questions from audience members, when he uttered his final words.

One person in the crowd asked: “Do you know how many transgender Americans have been mass shooters over the last 10 years?”

“Too many,” the activist replied.

In a follow-up question, someone replied: “Do you know how many mass shooters there have been in America over the last 10 years?”

Kirk said: “Counting or not counting gang violence?”

Seconds later, he was fatally shot…

Following the attack, U.S. authorities have issued an update on the shooter.

The manhunt for the perpetrator is ongoing.

Law enforcement noted that two people were arrested, but have since been released.

They added that the individuals had ‘no current ties’ to the shooting.

It’s not clear whether police have leads on the gunman.

FBI Director Kash Patel shockingly announced on Wednesday evening: “The subjects in custody have been released after an interrogation by law enforcement.”

He added: “Our investigation continues, and we will continue to release information in the interest of transparency.”

After confirming his death, President Trump addressed the American people, paying tribute to his close friend.

He noted that he is ‘filled with grief and anger at the heinous assassination of Charlie Kirk,’ and that it is a truly ‘dark

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