YO PEOPLES DUNNO WAT THE STORY BE CALLED YET SO YEAH, the show must GO ON.
It was a dark, stormy night.
PSYCH
It was a bright, sunny day in New York. People crowded the loud and busy streets on Bleeker Street, Manhattan. The trees were covered in different shades of leaves, and dogs were barking cheerfully as their owners walked them. Birds chirped happily, and crows flew everywhere, picking at leftover food. People in suits were talking into phones... you get the idea.
Everyone was happy, just another day in New York. Right?
WRONG.
No one noticed that at the very corner of the street stood a heavily locked metal door painted red and black, blending in perfectly with the bricks. A small hole, the size of a bottle cap was blown through the door.
People walked past it like nothing was there, thinking it was just an old door that had some graffiti on it, and continued with daily business of shopping, calling, whatever the heck they were doing.
3 teenage kids walked, side by side, same height, out of the clothing shop, carrying bags of al kinds. They were chatting about buying school supplies and groceries, laughing happily. As they walked past the door, 3 quick shots sounded, and all 3 fell to the ground, their brains blown out, blood everywhere, eyes rolled to the back of their heads, dead as a doornail.
Right in front of the little red door. From the hole, a single blue eye peeked out, and crinkled in laughter, as a mysterious chuckle was heard as the whole street stopped whatever they were doing, the birds flew off, and the dogs whimpered.
Someone screamed, and all hell broke loose. People called 911, people drove off with children, the stores locked their doors, and the business men ran away.
No one noticed the heavy metal door at the corner of the street. No one noticed, that a flap was placed over the bottle cap sized hole , so that no one could see inside.
No one.
Make that one for the murderer, none for the poor people of New York.
A/N: HOWS THAT FOR A SHORT CHAPTER HMMM?
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