• I sat there, trying to my job. But the same scene keeps flashing in my mind. His golden eyes are still burned into my memory, distracting me from my work. Frustrated, I slam my hands on the keyboard, and a bunch of random letters appear on the screen.
    I sighed, irritated by what had happened the night before. I had no idea what had gone on. Who was that boy? Why did he go there? What was his purpose?
    Deciding I had to figure out who he was before I could even begin to concentrate on my work, I went on the Internet and pulled up some files. It took me longer than I thought, but an hour later, I finally had a lead on who that boy was. I opened the document and started reading.

    Name: Unknown
    Age: 19
    Born: 15.09.68
    Hair Color: Black
    Eyes: Gold
    Occupation: …

    I stopped as I heard the sound of crackles of electricity. I looked around and saw that the security camera had been short-circuited. I turned back to my computer, ignoring the feeling that I was being watched.
    “I found you,” a voice said behind me. I whipped around. The boy with golden eyes stared at me unemotionally as he pointed a black and silver gun at my forehead.
    “It’s you! That boy at the warehouse!” I exclaimed.
    “You won’t get away again,” was all he said.
    “Wait, what do you want?” I asked, staring at his pistol.
    “I’m here to do end some unfinished business. Sadly, you’re part of the business,” he replied.
    “Do-Don’t shoot! I’ll give you anything you desire! Money, fame, fortune; you name it! Just don’t shoot!” I cried.
    He said nothing.
    Then, with the gun still pointed at my head; he pulled the trigger.
    As my body fell to the floor, he looked at my computer screen. Without a word, he wiped away the blood that now covered the monitor. He read it carefully, and then deleted the file.

    Name: Unknown
    Age: 19
    Born: 15.09.68
    Hair Color: Black
    Eyes: Gold
    Occupation: …
    Assassin.