Below the Surface of a Hit-man: Victim #240

I'm Angie. I have been living under the surface of everything my whole life. I can't remember why I'm stuck here. I kinda just was below the surface you could say! Watching everyone around me breathing fresh air. While I struggled underwater to stay a float reaching for the surface, and gasping for all the fresh air that I could get a hold of. But in the end. I never got that last gulp of fresh air. I never found a way to float. So, I just let myself sink. Below my surface. But, there is always a highlight to living. Him.

I'm Adam. I love the way here hair flows in the wind. I love the way her eyes light up when she laughs; probably because I made a bad joke! i know what's under Angie's surface. I'm concerned. She doesn't know what's under mine. I love spending time with her. I..I can't bring myself to do it. Not this one, I can't kill her. I'm still concerned because she might kill herself first. Or they might...