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Prelog - An unfortunate end

My name is Nathan. I am twenty-three years old living with my fifteen year old brother Jacob. We left our parents' home when they moved abroad. We stayed in the U.S because we simply didn't want to leave. The rest of our family left for Taiwan to avoid the proceeding wars of our time. I was old enough to take care of my brother and myself at the time so it wasn't that bad. Living expenses weren't that expensive for two people so we were fine with it as well as our parents. They entrusted me with taking care of my brother and watching over him as he graduates school.

We live in a small apartment complex near a lake where we can get a good view everyday. We would always take walks to discuss what we wanted to do in life and whatnot. I've always wanted to make a living in real estate and let my properties take care of my financial issues. Most of my freetime included playing video games and making music. Some of it was invested in studying how real estate works. I do have some grasp of understanding how business works as well so if anything came to mind that I could sell, I'd have a little advantage I guess.

My brother mostly studied hard to try and graduate so he could go to college and finally go see the real world. I made sure he was taken care of with my shitty day job at a normal warehouse. Even though it was shitty, I made ends meet. We had a good sibling relationship throughout our childhood so we never had any major fights that would split us up.

But one day, one of our walks turned out to be really unfortunate. On one of our daily walks, we encountered a thief stealing a woman's belongings. She cried for help as the thief ran away. My brother and I noticed this and decided to help the lady. It was a good deed that we could do for good karma. Plus, my brother and I had somewhat similar morales. Helping others is what we should do. We quickly sprinted off to catch the thief. He was a bit faster than us but nevertheless we caught up to him. That's where he led us into a cramped area. He was cornered, or so we thought. I tried getting close to him to take back the belongings. He resisted and fought me off with a pocket knife he had hidden. I knocked him down without getting stabbed and climbed on top of him to try and knock him out. He hit me on my side and pulled out another knife he had hidden to stab me. I felt a shocking pain on my hip and rolled towards the ground. I'd never felt this much pain in my life. I was breathless and couldn't say another word. My brother then quickly swatted the knife out of the thief's hand and kicked him off me.

I was slowly losing my hearing and could feel myself becoming unconscious. I looked up at my brother as he turned to the thief. The man had enough of our little fight and pulled out a handgun. At this point, my vision was slowly disappearing. The last thing I could see was the gun being fired in the direction of my brother. Then his face appeared in front of mine where he laid still. Dead. I finally lost my grip on reality and everything went black.