Bill was sitting in the corner table of the bar alone.

"Why so down?"

"I just got stabbed in the back."

"Who was it? That bitch ex-girlfriend of yours? Your sister? That idiot next door?"

Bill shrugged.

"I don't know his name. He was here in the bar a few minutes ago. I met him in the bathroom."

I was confused.

"How could someone you don't know, stab you in the back?

What the hell did he say?"

Bill looked confused.

"Say?"

I nodded.

"Yea, say. What could he have possibly said?"

Bill turned.

"He didn't say anything.

He actually stabbed me in the back."

A huge knife was sticking out of Bill's back.

Bill suddenly collapsed.