The Ninja Epidemic
You tell him about the ninja your friend hit with his car. About the ninja in your house, and the ninja that killed your nieghbor. You tell him about how you killed that ninja and stole her costume, and about how some stupid cop is halting your pregress in elimenating the ninja menace which plagues the town.
"Funny," He says, "I expected you to have a chinese accent or something." He says to you, scratching his chin.
"Have you listened to a word I said?!" You scream at him.
"Yeah I have," He nodds his head as he says this, "But I don't believe a word of it."
"You don't have to believe me, the evidence is in my nieghbors house!" You tell him. Maybe the bodies will bring him to the shocking reality of what is unfolding here.
"No." He says. "I don't think I will. My father told me never to trust a damned ninja, and I ain't about to start now." He raises the barrel of his gun so that it is pointing at your face. He pulls the trigger and an explosion of light is followed immediatley by eternal darkness.
"Funny," He says, "I expected you to have a chinese accent or something." He says to you, scratching his chin.
"Have you listened to a word I said?!" You scream at him.
"Yeah I have," He nodds his head as he says this, "But I don't believe a word of it."
"You don't have to believe me, the evidence is in my nieghbors house!" You tell him. Maybe the bodies will bring him to the shocking reality of what is unfolding here.
"No." He says. "I don't think I will. My father told me never to trust a damned ninja, and I ain't about to start now." He raises the barrel of his gun so that it is pointing at your face. He pulls the trigger and an explosion of light is followed immediatley by eternal darkness.
