Vengeance Alone in a dank, dark room, Pascal Silent sat on the floor quietly without even twitching, caught deep in thought with how his perfect revenge was going to take place. The walls of the room were covered in blueprints and diagrams of building floors, each and everyone labeled with routes and symbols. Amongst the mass of papers stuck on the walls, barely being visible, a clock read 11:30 pm. After months of enduring humiliation and disgrace, he had planned everything out, flawless it would be, tomorrow was going to be a great day, he thought. Ding, the door opened as Uchenna Aston walked into the office building where his company was located. The second he walked into his company’s front the door, a roar sounded in the far end of
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Uchenna was also preparing to leave before a piercing pain ripped through him, unbearable, as he fell to the ground landing in the pool of his own blood, he saw that a hole was smoothly punctured on what used to be his stomach, everything turned black and his torment was over. “This is the greatest day of my life! Finally I have sought vengeance and terminated this disgusting, foul thing,” Pascal exclaimed. He was taking pleasure in this satisfying moment when he heard the sound of an object dropped to the ground. “Who’s there?” all that was left was a mop on the ground and the distancing footsteps of someone fleeing in desperation. “This can’t be real,” said Pascal in desperation as he realised that someone has witnessed his murder. Ahmet North had finally finished his daily labours and was just about to finally relax when his phone suddenly rang, …show more content…
She can’t be the murderer, this is all too fake, and judging by her physical conditions it seems like she just worked through the night. Ahmet thought. He scanned the office and found a dispatched pair of shoe hidden under a cupboard with red stained all over the sole. “Who was killed?” asked Ophelia. “Uchenna Aston,” Ahmet replied hastily, not expecting an answer. “The murderer has to be Pascal Silent,” Ophelia stated, “Uchenna took his position in the company long ago, since then he has always been hostile to Uchenna, no wonder why he didn’t come to work today. You should go to the basement, there are probably clues to his murder there. I noticed for the past weeks everyday he would go there after work.” Without even replying Ahmet rushed to the basement, panting he opened the door. As expected, through the darkness he saw blueprints and diagrams scattered across the room floor. Ahmet also caught sight of a counterfeit transcript that read ten thousand dollars have been transferred to a person named James Brown, must have been trying to frame another person. Ahmet’s eyes moved across the room before landing on the ghastly outline of a figure. “Are you Pascal
Uchenna was also preparing to leave before a piercing pain ripped through him, unbearable, as he fell to the ground landing in the pool of his own blood, he saw that a hole was smoothly punctured on what used to be his stomach, everything turned black and his torment was over. “This is the greatest day of my life! Finally I have sought vengeance and terminated this disgusting, foul thing,” Pascal exclaimed. He was taking pleasure in this satisfying moment when he heard the sound of an object dropped to the ground. “Who’s there?” all that was left was a mop on the ground and the distancing footsteps of someone fleeing in desperation. “This can’t be real,” said Pascal in desperation as he realised that someone has witnessed his murder. Ahmet North had finally finished his daily labours and was just about to finally relax when his phone suddenly rang, …show more content…
She can’t be the murderer, this is all too fake, and judging by her physical conditions it seems like she just worked through the night. Ahmet thought. He scanned the office and found a dispatched pair of shoe hidden under a cupboard with red stained all over the sole. “Who was killed?” asked Ophelia. “Uchenna Aston,” Ahmet replied hastily, not expecting an answer. “The murderer has to be Pascal Silent,” Ophelia stated, “Uchenna took his position in the company long ago, since then he has always been hostile to Uchenna, no wonder why he didn’t come to work today. You should go to the basement, there are probably clues to his murder there. I noticed for the past weeks everyday he would go there after work.” Without even replying Ahmet rushed to the basement, panting he opened the door. As expected, through the darkness he saw blueprints and diagrams scattered across the room floor. Ahmet also caught sight of a counterfeit transcript that read ten thousand dollars have been transferred to a person named James Brown, must have been trying to frame another person. Ahmet’s eyes moved across the room before landing on the ghastly outline of a figure. “Are you Pascal