ASSASSIN
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ASSASSIN CRASH! BANG! The lightening usurped the sky as the rain crashed down. Traffic was building on the roads; you could hear the odd car horn beeping or a driver sticking their head out of a window and yelling. People who'd just finished work, or just happened to be there, were dashing around trying to find their way home on this dreary night. One individual chose to take his time in walking only side stepping occasionally to avoid puddles. By his posture, he seemed unaffected by the weather. He strolled along; the light coming from the glimmering streetlights outlined his sharp features. He was dressed from head to toe in black, camouflaging himself into his surroundings. To the average human eye he looked like the everyday man, but he wasn't. He was emotionless, he was an assassin. The work of an assassin doesn't require feelings, the instructions is to shoot...


