In my mind you're already an old man anyway! He pouted.

The two tried beating the zombie king again and this time it was a success.

Normally, they would've gotten it the first try, even with Lucien distracted. But somehow, the zombie king in Cohort City seemed to be stronger than the other zombie kings.

Lucien took note of this mentally. In case the developers wanted to up the difficulty of the game more, or something else.

He stretched in his chair, cracking his knuckles while looking at the sky outside. It was already dark, and cicadas were chirping.

Although he usually doesn't mind playing late into the night, this time he felt his eyelids were going to stuck shut and he didn't have the energy to continue playing.

So he called it a day and let KillSwitch know before logging off and shut down his computer.

He reached out for a glass of water and unconsciously, while drinking, his eyes steered themselves to look at the window. 

Out there, Lucien could make out a dark figure of a person in the distance, he put down the glass cup and squinted his eyes to get a better view.

His heart started to beat faster, as the figure started to get closer and closer to his apartment.

He patted his nervous heart and said to himself,

Whew, calm down, Lucien. It's just a passerby. Maybe they live in this apartment too.

But inside, his gut was telling him to run. 

Slowly, sweat started to form on his skin, and he didn't know whether to follow his instincts or turn a blind eye.

His clashing thoughts came to a halt when he hears a knock on his door. His door.

Shit.

Lucien stopped being ignorant, and decided to follow what his soul had been telling him, and immediately dialed the police.

The polite knocking slowly turned into loud banging, Lucien finally couldn't take it anymore and said,

A low gruff voice came from outside, judging from the person's voice it seems to be a man.

"If you don't open the door now, one of my underlings will break the window."

Lucien froze. The phone vibrated slightly in his hand as the dispatcher picked up.

"911, what's your emergency?"

He whispered into the receiver, "There's someone outside my door, they're threatening to break in."

The dispatcher’s voice remained calm, they asked for his address and reassured him that officers were on the way. 

Lucien tried to make his voice as quiet as he can, even a decibel higher could cost him his life.

The door shook violently.

When suddenly, the stranger kicked down the door!

“Time’s up." The large man smirked as he approached him.

Lucien screamed, another man smashed his window and came in, Lucien tried running away but the man grabbed him and put him in a headlock.

"Be quiet." The large guy said.

"Give us all your money."

Lucien groaned in pain, he yelled,

"I'll tell you! Loosen the grip first or I'll die!"

The man loosened his grip and Lucien catched his breath, tears started to envelop in his eyes.

"I-its in my wallet, inside the drawer over there, i don't have a lot."

The man quickly went over to the spot he was talking about, and while he wasn't looking, Lucien discretly took his pocket knife from his pocket and slashed at the man that was headlocking him.

"Agh!" 

The man, caught off guard, was slashed multiple times. And before he could react, Lucien went directly for the heart and stabbed him.

The big guy, furious that his plans weren't going according to plan, smacked Lucien to the ground and kicked him in the stomach.

Lucien cried in pain, the man was atleast 50kgs heavier than him, and he felt that a few more hits would actually kill him.

The man crouched down to pick up Lucien's pocket knife, Lucien kicked the knife away from his rough hands as his last bit of strength.

The man, although irritated, knew that Lucien had spent his last remaining power to kick away the knife, so he quickly went over to where the knife landed and picked it up.

He approached Lucien and said some chilling words,

"I would've killed you anyway."

He crouched down and pointed the tip of the blade to Lucien's neck, the sharp tip broke through his dermis and blood started to leak out.

"Hmm, too bad you're face isn't all that bad-looking either, Oh well."

Lucien's teary eyes looked at the sharp knife, his fate was coming to an end, and there was nothing he could do.

The man stared into his eyes, like a spell, it hypnotized him into not stabbing his neck directly.

The man yelled in pain, his large body fell to the ground.

Lucien could hear cop sirens in the distance, and the frantic voice of the policeman who had tased the stranger called out for an ambulance.

He closed his tired eyes in peace. Atleast he didn't die, he thought.

When he closed his eyes, the policeman's voice turned even more hoarse, now he started yelling for the paramedics to come quickly.

Lucien had one last thought before he became unconscious.