Stop right there you BASTARD.
I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING! crying
Don't play dumb with me. You know exactly what you did. Cold eyes stare right through you.
AH! WHAT?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!
I have proof of your crimes, so don't even try to deny it. Hand over the stolen goods, and I might consider sparing you.
Wha- what proof!? How do you have that!?
It doesn't matter how we got it. What matters is that we do know. Now hand over the goods, or things will get much more unpleasant for you.
pays him okay! sorry. just please don’t hurt me.
Don't worry. As long as you don't double-cross us, we won't have any further issues. Now get out of here before we change our minds.
Okay.. thanks… walks away into the night
turns around to face the darkness of the night, wondering who the next target will be.
gets home safely. thank god.
A new target has been selected. The hitman vanishes into the shadows, preparing to strike again.
is in her house alone, relaxing after nearly dying
The front door creaks open as the hitman silently enters the house, stepping into the darkness like a ghost.
doesn’t hear it because she’s listening to loud music
Approaches the source of the noise, silently moving through the shadows until he reaches the room where southerlym is.
still dancing along to the music in the kitchen, drinking wine
suddenly, he steps out of the shadows, standing right behind southerlym. The music stops abruptly.
AH!! WHAT THE HELL!? WHO ARE YOU?!
Don't scream. I'm the one who you owe money to. And I think you know what happens to people who don't pay up.