The postman's neck snapped horribly as he twisted it between his hands. Blood splattered all over the front of him, but he didn't notice. He had more pressing matters on his mind. The man behind him sobbed, and he snarled. Without warning, he whipped around and slammed the man against the wall of the shack, his hang as tight as a vice around the man's throat. He grinned, showing all his teeth, and tilted his head, just enough to make the man's eyes grow even wider in fear. The man's red beard was growing wet with tears, and his whole body was shaking violently. "Oh, oh, God, please don't, p-please..."
"Where is he?"
"I..I don't..."
"WHERE IS HE?" The roar of his voice made the man jump, not an easy task as he was being held off his feet against the wall. The man was about to start pleading again, when the small comm unit in his ear beeped. "#13, are you there?" He threw the man to the ground, where he lay in a crumpled heap. "WHAT?" The voice on the other end paused for a second, leaving hash fuzzing through the line. "I think I've found him. I'm sending the co-ordinates through to you now." The gauntlet on his forearm beeped, and he glanced down at. Numbers and letters were appearing on the screen. He turned to storm out the door, but was stopped by the quivering heap of a man lying in the corner. Without thinking, he turned and shot the man through the heart.