His haven was school. It was an odd, highly ironic thought. However, school was the one location where he felt reasonably safe amid the turmoil and violence that plagued his life.
In the shadowy alleys and deserted homes, his adversaries worked. They had not yet ventured to attack him in his high school's bright, crowded hallways. A temporary ceasefire in a war he was fighting alone, it was a neutral zone. He needed to get there.
Assassin Five let out a long slow sigh a sound of finality. "Alright" he said. "I'll tell you what you want to know. I'm only doing this because you promised us a painless death."
