Killer Instinct. (larry au)

Gratefully, it seemed as if I was the only one in there. Yet, my paranoia was still hauntingly evident. Finishing, I pulled up my chinos and lifted a foot to flush the toilet. Turning, I reach out to unlatch the stall door when a loud clatter rings through the bathroom. With wide eyes, my eyes shift to the floor as I see a sleek black handgun rattle to a stop on the tiles. In the moment, the music stops and all I can hear is the sound of the figure outside the door breathing.
"Here, you're going to need it".