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The assassin  

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The assassin It was a dark, cold, and foggy the night it took place. The fog was so powerful that I could not even see the colors of the cars as they eerily past me. My freezing cold hands were as blue as the sea and my leg felt like it was going to break from the amount of times I had slipped on the pavement it would probably. Been better to wear ice skates. I walked a little further and stop a house. I squinted my eyes to see through the thick blanket of fog. This was it, The house that will be silent in the morning as silent as a graveyard because to night is the night when death would prevail. Providing that was if I got the final call. I walked past the house then took three slow steps back their was an alley at the side...

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