"The Assassin".

The apartment is vivid in bright daylight.  However due to the rain it becomes dull in colour.  A car is parked in the drive.  It is covered by leaves due to the tall tree rising above it like a giant.  The grass is soggy and soft. It is almost impossible to walk on.  The buildings neighboring the apartment are also dark and dingy which gives the whole street a depressing and abandoned feeling, but it doesn’t depress the cold heart of the assassin.  

The assassin becomes attracted to a burgundy car.  It propels up the drive passing the other car and stopping about five meters from the house due to the wrecked car parked in the way.  The bumper on the burgundy car seems to be destroyed as it bashes the floor as the car traveled along the drive.  An elderly man dressed elegantly in a suit holds a tattered newspaper above his head to avoid the rain.  However the assassin is waiting, with his rifle loaded and ready to do the job he had been sent to do.

The assassin delays his shot as he is aware that his victim has to get his briefcase from the backseat of his battered car.  The man opens the rusted door and takes the brief case and puts it underneath his arm.  He starts running towards the front door trying to get his keys out of his pocket at the same time.  He drops his rusty keys. They submerge into a muddy puddle, this gives the assassin more time to get everything perfect.  Now is the time!  The assassin lines his sight up with the elderly mans head and pulls the trigger with one swift sound the bullet finishes the assassin’s job.  The man lies on the floor in a puddle of blood which becomes watery due to the rain poring down and bouncing of the elderly mans body as if he were waterproof.

The assassin collects his belongings making sure there is no trace of him being present in the house.  He picks up the cigarette ends from around the window were he had been perched.  He places everything into a brown bag that he carries downstairs.  He leaves the house as it was like before. The assassin checks for cars along the road.  It has been unused for a while.  He crosses the street being careful not to tread in the muddy puddles that will leave his footprints.  He walks slowly and seems unflustered by the events.  He strolls to his car parked several blocks away.