Chapter 11 "T"

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Late at night.

The temperature is a little cool at night in Bangkok during the ending summer. Many people are already asleep, while many others have just begun their day.

In the central part of the city, there's an old district.

A forty or so year old man is standing on the balcony of his home shirtless while having a beer. Inside the apartment, his wife is cleaning up the dishes on the table and cursing at him at the same time.

A mosquito flies across. The man slaps his hand on his arm.

And then he's stunned.

It's because he seems to have heard a sound just now.

Like it came from his body.

He looks down, and is in shock.

On the left side of his chest where his heart is, a splat of red has appeared. He touches it with his hand--it smells like red ink.

The man's expression changes. He stretches his neck to look down below and curses, "Which mother-f--r is shooting everywhere! If I catch you shooting all over the place, be careful I'll spank you!"

Only silence responds to him.

Twenty minutes later, in another neighborhood not far away.

A young man is sitting on the sofa at home swaying his arms and legs non-stop as he smokes and listens to music. The music is turned on loud; the young man shakes and bops his head to it as if he is engulfed in his own world.

"Splat."

He seems to have heard a very faint sound and felt something hit his body,then he notices that there's a red mark on the chest of his shirt. He frowns and touches it; it's a certain kind of red paint. He doesn't mind it too much, he closes his eyes, and starts swaying his body to the music again.

An hour later, far away at the entrance of the nightclub, Diamond Dynasty.

A group of youngsters come out with their arms around each other. They're well dressed, but are smothered with the smell of alcohol. One of the girls is wearing revealing clothes; suspenders that cannot be thinner, a mini skirt that cannot be shorter, and a pair of high heeled boots. One of the guys pinches her waist, and she pushes him away, "Go away!" Everyone starts laughing. The girl also laughs. She reaches out and pulls the guy back to her side again. They put their mouths together and started kissing. Everyone around them is blowing whistles.

"Splat."

No one hears the sound. But the girl felt something on her back, she stopped kissing and touched her back with her hand. And when she looks at her hand it is something like red liquid.

"Who did this? Do you have too much free time to fool around, you jerk! just show me your face." she says annoyingly, holding out her hand with red ink on it.

The group fools around for a while and laughs together again. They finally hop onto two vibrant coloured sports cars and drive away.

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The night gradually becomes quiet again.

This city on the plains along the river is quiet like it's a mirage. The sky is dark blue, and the moon is bright white. Many tall buildings still have a few lights on, shining on people's dreams.

At the top of one of the buildings, there's only one light that is always turned on. It's very, very far off the ground.

There's a man, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

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