It's dark in here. and void. Like nothing exsists. Im full of fear. Full of Anxiety. But yet, theres something else. what is that feeling. It's.. It's.. Power.
As I opened my eyes I saw my target. He was an older man. About 50 I would say. He had brown hair and he looked dusty. He looked like all he did all his life was work. Work and work and work and for what. We were in what I assumed was his house yet he had nothing. A bed in the corner a small pantry in the opposite corner.
"Whats your purpose" he said to me. His voice was slightly shakey but he did not look scared. His cold lifeless eyes looking straight into mine.
"Old man," I said with a bit of conviction in my voice "do you wish to die? Look around what do you have? Do you have family. Do you have friends? If you dont what then is your purpose for living in this cruel cruel world?"
He looked at me puzzled and then realization swept over him.
"I have nothing, No friends, no family, no money, no food. If you must take me I only ask. That you do so swiftly." He closed his eyes and bowed his head. Strangely I felt for the man, but i have a job to do and my boss will not be happy if I dont fulfill my quota. As I walked up to the man his breathing started to hasten.
"Wait. Wait... No I've change....."
"Shhhhh. You have already made up my mind."
I clasped my hand over his head and began chanting.
"Shiooo, Sheit, Homa, Doshi"
The man begins screaming as his flesh melts off his body. and then silence. The deed is done. Im not happy but I will be paid.