Approaching its victim suspiciously on a dark street, a walking shadow appeared out of nowhere. Walking pass his victim, he told him to run away and pulled put a gun out of his pocket.
Walking on a rainy night at a narrow, dark street, the victim didn’t notice the shadow. He thought he was alone, so he walked confidently to his house. Little didhe know that a shadow followed him for the past thirty minutes.
Peter, a sixteen-year-old boy, did not notice the shadow approaching him until he was told to run away. Peacefully walking, he wore his headphones while listening to pop music. Being a fan of Shawn Mendes wasn’t easy, he had posters of him in his room. He lived happily until fear and anxiousness collapsed his mind.
Telling Peter to run, the shadow calmly pulled out a gun. Horrified, Peter whitened his face and did what he was told to. Anxiously, he began to run trying to escape. He ran at full speed, totally unaware that the shadow had its gun aiming at his back. While shooting Peter, the shadow tried to increase the damage. The sound of the gun silenced the rain’s noise. As the shadow approached the corpse, it hit the ground and lied calmly on the ground. The magazine was emptied on the warm corpse. It looked as if he was a dummy in a shooting range. The bullets were inserted into his body while blood ran away from his body as trying to escape from the bullets.
Being satisfied with his work, the shadow simply looked at the boy’s poor corpse and smiled while hiding the gun on the same pocket that he had pulled it out before. Awkwardly, he looked away and walked firmly to somewhere. Could It be his house? Could it be the victims house?