Death

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The following day, Drey ended up seeing a black cat sprawled out on the side of the street while jogging towards his school.

Upon further inspection Drey confirmed the cat to be dead.

Was it a bad omen? Was is signalling towards something? Drey knew better to believe in superficial gibberish, still he couldnt get rid of that feeling of uncertainty.

Drey spent his time im school arguing with his seat mate Max for selling him out yesterday although he was joyful at the outcome.

Drey had never held the hand of another women except his family. He had never experienced a relationship. Not even once. This might be the only chance he'd ever get to dating a girl and one as beautiful as layla. He was practically over the moon.

But his hormonal thoughts came to an ubrupt end as he heard large sounds of footsteps. The footsteps followed a well built man; he had a sharp chin, a small nose, biceps the size he couldnt fathom and flat cheek bones that paired well with the large snake tattoo covering either side of his face.

F***!!. Drey knew what this was. A classic terrorist attack. However he was surprised at the fact that terrorists would attack a 'no name town' stranded along the city borders.

His sense of astonishment increased as Drey realised that the terrorist leader  was the same person who had given him a lift yesterday.

"Everyone raise your hands up high where I can see them!!" yelled the terrorist while

pointing the gun towards the students.

WTF!!HOW CAN THIS BE HAPPENING, WHY ME??,WHY??, AM I GONNA DIE HERE?SHIT I'M SO SCARED thought Drey while subconsciously wriggling his legs as if had mind of its own.

HEY YOU THERE , GET OVER HERE! the man spouted angrily towards Drey recognising that he was the same person who had given him directions the other day.

The man subconciously felt sorry for him, he knew this would happen. He even told Drey to enjoy his youth while he can after dropping him at the school gate. The man had no choice of his own. He was just another pawn to be replaced by its bishop.

The man was forced into this type of activity by the corrupted and scandalous society; he was abodoned by his parents as soon he was conceted, not in a orphanage rather his parents found it easier to drop the baby in the trash. He lived his life surviving of the leftovers found in the garbage. He smelt of litter and sh*t most of his childhood because of this until one day he was rescued by a generous person. Only later he found out his saviour ran a terrorist gang. To repay his favor the boy took an oath to follow his footsteps.

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Drey involuntarily Obeyed the mans voice resulting him being a hostage for the terrorist group.

Suddenly Drey found himself sorrounded by a cold but comfort dazzling light. "Beautiful" he murmered to himself.

Drey was shot dead to prove the public they are a serious bunch.

There in the amidst of nothing a golden chair the size of an adult giant could be seen. Sitting on that profound chair was the the soul reaper himself. The soul reaper appeared quite angry.