Acer's Assassination

Ace

I walk down the street. My head is reeling and I can't remember the past five minutes. All I remember is the blood, the shouting and the pain. Well, I remember someone yell "RUN IT'S THE COPS!", and now I'm here. I'm generally a law abiding citizen, so how the heck am I here? I have a gaping wound below my rib cage and I can barely walk. I slip on a black denim jacket, before I get any looks. I zip it up, and see a store. I walk in, and notice a sign that says 'Customers Only' in front of the bathroom. I buy some candy, and get the bathroom key. I check out the wound, and use a bandage wrap that I somehow had in my bag to somewhat stop the bleeding. It's 1 am on a Saturday, and the bookstore opens at 10 am. Hopefully Valerie is asleep right now. Suddenly, I get a call. Crap it's Diego I think to myself. I leave the bathroom, and drop the key on the cashier's desk. "Hello?" I ask.

"Double A! How are you?"

"What do you want?" I ask, annoyed.

"Look, a bot fights happening in 10 minutes"

"Oh, hell yeah!"

I go to the address Diego gives me, and am ready for the fight. Bot-fighting isn't illegal, luckily. I crush any opposition as usual, and head to my apartment, secretly begging that Valerie is either asleep, or hiding a body. Suddenly I hear a rumble behind me. Someone tugs at my jacket and I don't know what happens next, but I am literally in a garage right now. I hear two voices. "Who is that?" someone asked.

"Who? The kid that we kidnapped, or the guy we just killed? " someone else whispered, their voice was vaguely familiar.

"The kid," the unfamiliar voice replied. It was a light and airy voice.

"Gimme 15 minutes, I'll check,"

I dozed off again.

(The Dream)

"They'll find out soon" a disembodied voice whispered. I couldn't feel a thing, except for an impending sense of doom. Wasn't that what happened right before heart attacks? Was I about to die? No, not yet. I haven't finished my mission yet. The big con. Wait, what if she knows? What if this is all for nothing? Suddenly, it appears. The thing that's always there. What if this is the end? What if that's not going to happen now, but very, very soon. What if she finds out? Suddenly, the voice comes back, but it's my mom. The one that left me on my aunt's doorstep at 9. The one that was always drunk and high. The one that made my life hell.

...

I wake up,and I've just realized that there's a literal bag over my head. It stinks. God, when was this thing washed? I'm currently just there. Am I even in a garage? Was I tricked? Was I so disoriented that I came here? Was my dream foreshadowing? Am I actually going to die? I try to move, but can't. So, I'm currently tied up with a bag over my head, I think to myself. Nice going genius. I could get the bag off, but I'm too tired. Suddenly I hear footsteps coming towards me. What am I meant to do? Play dead?