"Shh"

Prologue

I sit in the shadows, holding my pistol, getting ready to shoot my target. I hear the laughter of the drunk alcoholic as he turns into the alley way I'm in.

He is singing to himself a toon I have not heard before. I decided that I don't need to hide anymore and stand in his way. He stops and stares at me with a disgusting gaze.

The look in his eyes look very familiar, but instead of stopping to remember, I pull my gun up to his head.

"Hey, what are you doin' with that weapon?" he asked.

I didn't answer his question. Instead, I pulled the trigger of my pistol and watched as the dead body hit the cold, dark ground.