sacrifice [𝗵.𝘀]

01

All you could hear was heavy breathing and quick footsteps running up the stairs of  an apartment building.

As soon as his trembling hand reached the door handle, he entered his apartment. The moment both of his feet stood on the cold floor, he pushed his tall body against the wooden door and locked the door with two metal clasps. 

He caught his breath, still leaning against the door. His eyes closing for a short moment, pearls of sweat resting on his forehead.

Still breathing heavily, his fast feet took him to his desk with a total of  seven computer screens.

„your turn."

as soon as he tapped "enter"
a little banner appeared saying:
" your message was successfully  sent" . The

A loud noice from the other side of the door made the man turn around quickly, his eyes focused on the lockers that jiggled against the door handle causing a strum.

His right, trembling hand clicked five keys on the keyboard. Just milliseconds after clicking "enter"
hundred of banners popped up on the seven screens.

"Destroy Partition C"

"Destroy Partition B"

"Destroy Partition D"

"Destroy Logs"

"Destroy Registry"

"Destroy Updates"

He took everything laying around and put it on the desk and drolls holes into hard disks.

Meanwhile he tried to destroy as many memory cards and disks as he could, the person on the other side of  the door still tried to get in and is short before succeeding.

The still heavy breathing man ran into the open kitchen and grabbed the lighter from the little cupboard next to the oven.

Heading back to the desk full of destroyed computer attachments , his left, still trembling hand reached a bottle of  methylated spirits. He poured the spirit all over the desk and everything on it. The man's weak body held the lighter in both of his trembling hands.

The man on the other side fell into the apartment with the door.

The lighter fell onto the desk.

Everything was in flames.

The arm of the man who held the lighter just seconds ago caught fire.

The next thing you could hear was a scream of a woman who is now a witness of 
Joan Blanks' suicide.

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