Vinnie woke up in his chair, sweating all over. He turned to see his regular guard sitting in his chair. He turned back to see the TV still on and working, though the show he was watching appeared to have been 'rewinded' to an earlier point.
Had he dreamed about his own death. It had seemed very real, but then again... He was alive. It must have been a dream. No question about -
The TV turned off, with a faith pop and click. Vinnie paused his thoughts and stared. It was almost as if he had been sent back a little in time. As stupid at that sounded, Vinnie decided that it was an option. He got up, with his guard, and went out into the entrance hall.
He went towards the staircase and was about to go upstairs when he noticed a familiar face. Or head. The bald guard stood in by the front door. That sight made Vinnie speed up. He climbed up the staircase and headed down the hall, then turned into his office on the right. His guard stopped and turned to guard the door.
As soon as the door shut, Vinnie turned and went to his computer. His mind was on fire, bursting with hundreds of thoughts moving around. The bald guard. The death. The TV. Was it all just a co-incidence?
A sharp object pricked Vinnie in the neck, and a hand clasped around his throat. Everything began to go blurry. As Vinnie fell to the ground he saw a familiar head walk away from him.
Notes :
Another easy kill, wait for Vinnie to go upstairs then sneak in. For some variety, I had 47 take him out with a poison syringe.