Tim awoke to the sound of nothing, as usual. He always woke up precisely at 5 a.m. and did his daily routine of yoga and karate exercises until the rooster woke up.
He then usually washed up and then went to the store to open up, but today he made a quick stop to one of the Service Corporation buildings in southern Oxford.
It seemed like a long walk, but to Tim it was his daily morning exercise.
Plus, he had to make sure that if he accepted their job that he would never have to see Scott Dansel and his fetid capitalism again, and demanded a written consent signed by multiple people in high power of the company. He then continued to the store until it became almost visible on the horizon. He suddenly tensed and sniffed the air. There was something wrong at the store; he could smell fear.
He started running as fast as he could. The fear-smell became stronger as he got nearer, and he swore he could hear some type of yelling. He leapt onto his four paws to maximize speed as the scene sped towards him.
When he saw Robert on his knees looking at the store he skidded to a halt, and then looked at the store, almost afraid to look.
There it was. He wasn't sure who had the audacity to do this to him but he would have his revenge.
The store was completely broken, robbed of everything inside. The offender had spray-painted the entire store a gross rainbow color, and had broken all the windows. The security system consisting of cameras and wireless transmitters that took Tim hours to install was heaped in the trash.
He looked at it in horror and heard a voice behind him. A broken, shambled, small voice, one that once belonged to a man who possessed pride.
"They even took the yeast," Robert cried, soaking his tears into his hands.
Tim turned to look at him and saw the tears leak onto the ground. A small noise in the store brought him snapping back to attention.
A bomb!
He knew how to act. Without even thinking, he lunged himself at Robert to shove him out of the blast radius. His momentum pushed Robert to safety behind a parked vehicle, but failed to save Tim. Tim knew he didn't have enough time to escape the bomb.
He looked back at it right when it exploded. That's when it all went black.