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"I said scram!" He yells.
I hear him take out his gun. I break the door's glass. I step in. He jumps. He accidentally trips and falls onto the ground. I step forward. The crow flies in. I step over the broken glass. He looks a lot uglier than I have remembered.
"Knock. Knock. Are you home?" I ask.
"Who the fuck do you think you are?" He says.
"I'm your worst nightmare." I step forward.
"Says the man with no gun." He fires.
It hits me. I let out a laugh.
"Oh... oh shit." He says.
The wound heals faster than a blink of an eye. I smile at him.
"What the fuck are you?" He asks.
"Like you said, a dead man." I throw him into the wall.
I jump onto the celling. I hang down on the old pipes like a bat. I laugh at him.
"What the fuck you want?!" He yells.
"I want what is due. I want you to answer." I dangle in front of him.
He jumps and almost looks like he threw up.
"Getting cold feet?" I right myself.
"I'll give you anything you want, just please don't hurt me." He backs into the wall.
I walk forward.
"Anything?" I raise an eyebrow.
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