"Formation disk." The boss pointed toward the desk drawer, not daring to move. He could tell that Valcroy was not joking, if he moved, he would lose his head.
Valcroy kept his eyes on the boss for a moment before turning toward the drawer. He looked at it for a moment before saying, "Open it."
The boss followed his instruction and opened the drawer, a smirk followed up on his face as he was about to put pressure on the drawer's bottom but for some reason he could, before he could understand, he felt a hand grab him by hair, moving him.
Then he saw a headless body, and a thought came to his mind, 'That is my…'
He couldn't even complete that thought before he fell into the embrace of darkness. Valcroy standing behind him was splashed by the blood that dyed his robe, giving it a new color.
"Told you not to mess with me," he said, clearing blood from his face. The obscuring spells didn't stop the blood from hitting his face.
