After a long day of concealing the tempest raging within, I wearily returned to the solitude of my home. Stripping away the mask of normalcy, I prepared to immerse myself in the comfort of a cleansing shower. Yet, just as I sought refuge from the world, the doorbell shattered the peace. Reluctantly, I answered, only to confront Victor, a stoic figure cloaked in a foreboding black suit. In his unwavering silence, he thrust forth a package, adorned with an ominous red warning stamp. Its urgent nature seized my curiosity, compelling me to unearth its contents. With trembling hands, I unravelled the mystery within, revealing the truth that awaited me-the chilling revelation of "The Next Target."