The gruesome assassin, "blade" stood in front of crane Manor wearing a black cloak and a silver mask, holding a handgun in one hand and the hilt of his sword in the other. The gentle night breeze accompanied by the silent drizzle of the rain battled with his cloak. He let go of the sword handle, raising the now freed hand in the air, he said "kill zone" . The atmosphere around the Manor changed a veil had fallen on it, every thing inside the veil was not visible to those who were outside and those who were inside could not see outside the veil, no one is getting in and no one is going out.
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The guards were playing a game of chess, two to each chessboard, there were four chessboards in total, while the other men were drinking and chatting. "What’s that in the sky" one of the guards pointed out to the smoke-like covering falling down from the sky to the boundaries of the Manor. "It's a veil" the other guard yelled as he stood up to grab his rifle resting on the nearby wall, " inform master crane about this, protect the mistress and her daughter, barricade the doors" he said as he checks his ammo and with that, half of the men disappeared into the building, the guards left behind braced themselves as a dark figure approached from outside the veil, the sky was now devoid of the moon and stars, the only source of light were the light bulbs at the sides of the building which didn't help as the only thing the could make out of the dark figure was his shiny mask. "Open fire!" A guard yelled as the figure had closed the distance between them.
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Mr crane was in his study working on a project which was due the next day and he didn't want to be bothered, he had ran into his study immediately he came home from work without eating and has been at it for the past six hours, it was just past midnight now and he was beginning to feel sleepy.
" I'll call it a night, make a sandwish and crawl into bed" he murmured to himself as he stacked the books to the side of the table, he was just about to turn off the reading lamp when one of his guards bolted in " master crayne... we are under attack".
"What!" Mr David exclaimed,
"Sir a veil has been dropped on us, all the escape routes are sealed off" the guard replied.
Mr David shot out of his reading chair and reached behind a book shelf.
"That bustard is going to regret the day he stepped on my property" he said with a look of anger plastered on his face.
