Chapter : Path of the scientist.

While the villain is aware of how the world works. On a certain municipality, one man drowned in a syndrome sitting on a chair, is doing his job. Such work is called as hierarchy. He ordered his men to made several applaud of gunshots. His voices resonated in the whole community, and such voices were heard in the silence. It resonated mid air, as if he Is the boss. Then what comes next devoured the silence. The gunshots, resonated and enveloped the air. The residents were already accustomed to it, but one man is not.

sfx: BANG.....

It resonated in 5 seconds, 6, and 7...

Then he shouted once more....

Sfx : BANG...

the sound resonated once more... 5 seconds, 6 and 7...

Then he shouted once more and he said ....

Sfx : BANG....

The sound resounded once more, 5 seconds, 6 and 7....

Those that are around the village are accustomed to it. But not the scary cat. It sends shivers on his skins. It continued for a day, a week, a two, couple, weeks two and couple. He went out of his place and what welcomes him are guns and bullets. He opened his television and what welcomes him are insults, it was like a live action of actors and himself, he opened his radio, and what welcomes him are insults. It continued for almost a month, he was basked in fatigue. The next day, it continued and the gunshots resonated once more.

Sfx : BANG...

The silence was disturbed. 5 seconds, 6, and 7.

Sfx : BANG...

5 seconds, 6 and 7...

Sfx : BANG

5 seconds, 6 and 7....

APPARENTLY there is one victim. His world did flipped in a sudden. Those that are arround him went hostile. He was mocked, jeered, jested, played, controlled, tortured, mentally, physically, silently, yet he did not lost hope at all.

He went to the nearby village and there he saw something which is of not a norm. Tanks, soldiers, armed. Apparently the guy moves normal, it was like a convoy. He treat it as his so called body guard. He did not take it to heart, the tanks, the guns, the guns and the guns. Then he went back and he was once again welcomed by gunshots.

Sfx : BANG...

5 second, 6 and 7.

Sfx : BANG

5 seconds, 6 and 7

Sfx : BANG

5 seconds, 6 and 7

Sfx :BANG

5 seconds, 6 and 7....

Sfx :BANG

5 seconds 6 and 7...

It continued three times in a day. It started at noon, it ended afternoon. In the evening he won't be able to fall asleep for he is being insulted in his head. The next morning it is the same he opened up his television and what comes next are insult. He opened his radio and what comes next are insult again. He went out and there comes another barrage of gunshots.

Sfx: BANG...

5 seconds, 6 and 7

Sfx: BANG....

5 seconds, 6 and 7....

Sfx: BANG

5 seconds, 6 and 7....

So the scardy cat is no longer afraid of gunshots. He grow accustomed to it. Authority with guns on his back, voices inside the head threatening him. Making almost on his side a killer. Tanks and soldiers on the road.

Sfx :BANG

5 seconds, 6 and 7...

Sfx :BANG

5 seconds, 6 and 7....

Sfx :BANG

5 seconds, 6 and 7....

The mad scientist overseas closed his eyes and he remember his past.

"Apparently when you accustomed to it, you become strong. It depends if you will become mad, or professional. I choose the other way around. To be a professional.". He stood up and he went for a breather.

Then he went for a rest and he look back and have an image of his cousin. "Apparently that guy too did eventually had a hard life. Controlled,played, fooled, controlled played and fooled. Controlled played and fooled. Unlike me, i did receive a shoot to kill life. Gunshots, gunshots, gunshots.".