Part 3

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Another bullet comes in through by the window making it shatter on the floor. I was able to dodge it by gluing my naked self against the wall on my roommates side. But something felt off, something pained me anyways. Footsteps were heard coming closer; as an agent I've learnt to distinguish every person's footsteps. Dolly and a pair of feet i didn't recognize were coming up the stairs, i guessed they were Mathews since he's the latest person to be living here. I quickly grab the first hoodie I find, throw it on and take the usb out of his computer. The good thing was that as soon as I plugged it out, every tab on the computer rearranged to how it was before I touched it. Just in the knick of time as I was done putting the usb away, the door was open by Mathew. He looked around to see if I was ok and everything was in order. As he walked inside the room, I heard another bullet coming in the crack from the previous bullet. "Watch out!" I quickly screamed as my body moved to jump on them making them both fall. We stayed like that for about 10 minutes. After that, we got up and Dolly inspected my room, starting by looking out through the window, "Sniper. Bullets that could go for about 75 miles per hour, got here at 25 thought because of the distance, too much distance between shooter and target. You boys lucky you didn't get hurt anywhere" she turns to look at us "I need to talk to Jack once he comes back from work and look for a new window". After saying that, she walks out the room.

I sit on my bed and let out a pained sigh, then look at Mathew "you ok?". His face was slightly flushed and he seemed lost in something as his eyes didn't leave me. I look down and realize that I was wearing one of his hoodies. I didn't noticed since it was the first thing i grabbed, but i knew something felt off when i found it bigger than what i usually wear. I call him out again and then I was able to get a response. Mathew gulps and looks away "yeah, I'm alright. How about you? you look like you're in pain" he sits on the edge of his bed and looks at me up and down. I look down at myself and then look at him "Actually, can you ask Dolly where she keeps her tools? So i could- um.." my face turns pink remembering that I'm wearing a hoodie thats his; his face was also pink. It suddenly became awkward, I didn't know what to do so I stood up and went to get the box myself.

I knocked on Dolly's door "Dolly, where do you keep the tool box?". "Middle closet, bottom left" she answered from downstairs. "I feel so stupid right now" I chuckled to myself as I look for the box and go back to my room. I open the door to find Mathew taking out the closet doors. "What are you doing?" I put the box on the bed and open it, then look at him. He looks at me with the dented one on his hands, lifting it to make sure it doesn't shatter by hitting the ground. "I'm taking them out so we don't get in more danger than we are already" he replies and walks out the door and down to the front lawn to put the mirror besides the trash can. In fact, once he put it down, it shattered and the doorframe came apart. I was looking at him from the broken window. I looked down and noticed the shattered glass from the windows were also picked up. I smiled and went back to take off the hoodie. I looked around for a screwdriver and wire. Mathew was coming back in and taking out the other door, I look at him as he makes noice "wait wait wait! but where would I take my pictures?" I stop him. Mathew looked at me confused "Why do you take photos in front of the mirror?". He was ready to put his hands back to work when i rushed in front of him "I may not look like it, but I too have a really unique sense of fashion. I like to take picture of my outfits as hobbies", I stood there in front of him like an idiot. All this fashion talk and I was in front of him in my underwear. He looked at me up and down and started to laugh out loud. I looked at him confused because I thought I had an idea of why he was laughing, turns out i didn't. "I'll go and buy a new one with you. One you can move around easily so the sun doesn't bother when it hits right behind you", his words were music to my ears. My eyes shined with the idea and let him continue with what he was doing.

After he left the room yet again to take out the other closet mirror door. I looked at him through the window and quickly went to my closet. In my closet was a little knitting box with pins and threads of all sizes and colors. I take the box and pull the scissors from inside, then start cutting a threads that sew my glove with my shoulder. I take out the glove and put it aside, it's a glove with realistic skin features. I take out my whole arm and sit on the bed with it. Usually Sai helps me with this, but she's out with her friends. As I keep looking at my arm, I know what my danger was. The bullet went right through it. I lift it up to the light and notice some electricity cracking. I take out some special glasses to inspect the cables. "Ryan!" i hear faintly; then again "Ryan!!". My name was called out. I looked at whoever called me and see Mathew. I widen my eyes and shut my mouth.

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