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It is dark, pouring with rain, but he does not shiver. He crouches in a small puddle under a large dead oak tree near an old wooden bridge; waiting. A full moon shines through the bare branches of the tree, casting ghostly shadows on him. He is wearing a trench coat and a large pair of boots. A cigarette is lodged in a gap in his teeth, unlighted. Over his eyes is a pair of dark sunglasses. One would not expect him to see, except this is no ordinary man. Cloned for one purpose, the assassin sees perfectly well and knows what he is meant to carry out. The time is near. A small, old car with a damaged headlight approaches the bridge slowly but, just before it changes gear, the assassin pulls a weapon resembling a long and shiny piece of metal from his trench coat. ...read more.


He pushes the car over the bridge with ease. He calmly carries on walking at a steady, unrelenting pace towards the house, as if he has done nothing out of the ordinary. All that obstructs his path to the house, now, is an old fence that is enclosed in rust and soaring weeds. Climbing the tall fence would not have been a problem for him, but at the apex is barbed wire. He will have to linger. Still crouched down, he spots the car he has been waiting for. It is approaching the house, fast. He prepares himself. The car unexpectedly slows down and, as it approaches, the fence gate opens with a heavy metallic whine. The car is silver, with a large cabin and with all the windows stained. ...read more.


He suavely strikes a match and holds it out in front of him as if it is a gun. Unlike the outside, the inside of the house is very well conserved. To his great surprise, there is not a camera or security system in sight. However, the thing that shocks him the most is that the room is filled with paintings from different eras that appear to be of him. Hearing footsteps, he swiftly turns towards the direction he heard them coming from. Suddenly, bursting through the double doors arrives the man he had been following, holding a rifle with both arms. The assassin drops his cigarette and freezes in shock. The two are of exactly the same appearance. They look at each other straight in the eye. The man with the rifle sighs and fires, once, killing the assassin instantly. ...read more.

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