The first sentence: "Two people were sitting side by side on a train. The young one was in his 20s, and the man next to him, who was talking on the phone, was in his 60s."The taxi stopped in a park after about twenty minutes, and the young man got out of the car. After walking for a bit in the park, he sat down on a bench. He picked up the notebook that was next to the bench's right leg and continued on his way. A closed parking garage's address and a car's license plate number were written on the notebook.
When the young man arrived at the parking garage, he found the car with the license plate number written in the notebook. The car's doors were already open.The man gets in the car and, as soon as he starts it, drives directly to a forest outside the city. As he's driving on the forest road, he suddenly turns onto a dirt path. After driving a bit further on the path, he arrives at a clearing with two cars in the middle.He parks the car next to the others, opens the locked trunk, and takes out a leather briefcase. As he walks toward the cars across from him, he notices something strange: there are more men than there should be.
"I was told there would be fewer of you. What does that mean?
It's none of your business. You've delivered the goods, now be on your way.
Then I'll consider this a betrayal of the Syndicate."
The words enraged the men in the cars. As they drew their guns, the young man was faster, pulling his own weapon and taking down five of them. The remaining three men had already started to shoot, and instantly, bullets rained down on him.The young man remained unfazed. To his eyes, the bullets seemed to be in slow motion, and not a single one hit him. In fact, he was easily dodging the fast-flying bullets. In the end, he had killed all the men without even breaking a sweat.After everything was over, just as he was about to call someone to tell them what happened, he noticed a sniper in the distance pull the trigger to kill him. The bullet was coming directly for his head, but he didn't even see it as a threat. He tried to duck and dodge the incoming bullet, but all his muscles were tensed up. He couldn't move, couldn't even blink. In the end, the bullet hit the man's head. As he lay on the ground in a pool of blood, he took his last breath.
Seconds later, he opens his eyes in a completely white void.