The Assassin A dark figure carefully edged his way through the bushes, trying to remain as silent
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Tom Lowe 10Mli The Assassin A dark figure carefully edged his way through the bushes, trying to remain as silent and hidden as possible. His face was expressionless, he had a dull ice-cold look, but his eyes seemed to pierce the depressing grey sky. As he shuffled through the bushes his eyes scanned the area around him, making sure that he wasn't missing anything. He then looked down at his side at the bleak box, which perfectly matched himself. Then suddenly a small smirk appeared on his face, as his eyes locked onto his target. His target was a small house, which seemed to shudder as the wind whipped around it. The house looked camouflaged against the dull, grey backdrop, which surrounded it. In his eyes this was the perfect killing ground. Then the killer looked up as he heard the screeching of the large black gate, as it swung...


