Alan Odonnel and the magic fried rice

The nighttime visitor

it was 11:26 on a Wednesday night, Alan had been waiting for nearly two weeks for his fried rice to arrive. suddenly Alan heard a knock at the door, it took him a few moments to realize it was his door, when he did, he immediately shot up from his seat and rushed to his door his hand was shaking his lips were dry, he slowly opened the door..."MARTIN THE LITTLE SLAVE BOY?!" Alan exclaimed "what are you doing here?". "I uh, breeng you frie rie meesta" martin the little slave boy said slowly "that was fast" Alan said surprisingly martin the slave boy handed a damp bag to Alan he took it quickly and slammed the door on martin the little slave boy, unfortunately martin the little slave boy had his toe in the door frame, and when Alan had slammed the door at 60km/h it crushed martin the little slave boy's toe completely obliterating it, however Alan was too fixated on his fried rice to even hear martin the little slave boy's bloodcurdling scream. Alan had sat down he slowly opened the soaking wet bag he took out the rice it was stone cold "oh dear, it's a bit too hot" Alan brought the rice to the fridge opened the door and placed the rice inside "I'll just save it for later" all of this waiting had made Alan hungry "maybe I'll order some food" Alan said to himself, but before he could get to the phone he heard another knock at the door, Alan tiptoed to the door trying not to wake his Neighbours, there he stood in front of the door in a pool of martin the little slave boy's blood he grabbed the door handle and slowly opened the door, there stood a tall shadowy man dressed in a blue suite with a blue tie, he had green eyes and short dark hair, he looked like he was in his mid-fifty's, "rise and shine Mr. Odonnel rise and shine" before Alan could respond the tall figure lifted his hand and slapped Alan across the face, he fell to the ground the last thing he saw before he went unconscious was the man smiling and instructing two other figures to grab him.