Journey, Chapter One: Assassin, Prisoner and RoyalI looked around. There was a huge puddle of blood on the floor. Not one of my cleaner kills, that's for sure. Whatever, I did the deed, and it was time for me to get back to my home.Journey, Chapter One: Assassin, Prisoner and Royal by contradiction123
...But I didn't really feel like going home just yet. I sat around, looking at the stuff this guy owned. On his big wooden shelf, he had some really big books, some pictures of him with a woman, his wife, perhaps, and a few dictionaries. Why would you ever even need that many dictionaries, anyway? If you ask me, all you need is one. As an assassin, I don't actually need ANY. Man, this guy was a nerd.
I glanced back to the dead body. Normally, I would've had to hide or dispose of it, but I was feeling lazy. I'm good at what I do, I made sure not to leave any clues. I walked over to his little corner desk. The computer and the monitor were flashing bright red and blue, respectively. It was really dark, and it was about midnight, so the flashing lights were really annoying. I didn't really know how to t
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