When people see you walking down the street, they only think you're a normal man.
In fact, you weren't, but behind your black sunglasses is something nobody would think.
You always wore a white button up shirt, a black tie, a black jacket and black pants but you weren't what you look like.
You're a hitman, a killer.
It was after midnight and you were in the mansion of a rich lady and you had to kill her.
You wore a red button up shirt with a black tie and a black vest, to that black dress pants, expensive black leather gloves and expensive silver rings over the gloves on both of your hands. Some of them related to a thin silver chain and some were not.
Your left ear was pierced, and you had several small, silver clips on it and a chain from the top to the bottom.
On your left hand you had several tattoos.
On your wrist was a number tattooed.
31.10
That's the date where you started killing.
You were currently talking to your target and seduced her, and she led you too her room.
You opened a battle of champagne and poured an invisible liquid into her glass, while she wasn't looking, and gave it to her.
She immediately drank it and dropped dead on the ground.
You grinned and laid her in the bed and destroyed any traces that he was there.
You left the mansion shortly after and walked to your black car with toned glasses.
You grabbed your backpack and opened it.
In it were pieces of your sniper, along with two handguns with more than enough bullets, there was also change clothing, boots, a gas mask and some water and food in it.
You placed the backpack on the passenger seat and drove to your home but on a bridge, you parked your car and texted your boss that you finished your mission.
You took all your things that were inside the car, your backpack and your sunglasses, then you stepped outside the car and tossed the keys to another hitman with whom you met on the bridge.
You walked away with your backpack and looked at the outlines of the city but in the middle of all the skyscrapers you saw a very tall building, then everything went black.
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