BAMBAMBAMBAMBAMBAM
I dodged every single bullet aimed at me. I took my knife out- I even managed to slice some of them in half! This was truly astonishing. My foes equally dumbfounded, dropped their weapons and merely gaped.
I snickered and gave myself a little simper of triumph. I felt good, I felt inhuman.
I brought every single one of my enemies down, or so I thought. Tired, I hurriedly pant to catch my breath. I slowly put my knife down and sit on the rock I found myself standing on. Suddenly, I heard a presence in the bushes.
It's coming closer…
Sun Tzu has said in the Art of War that you must make your enemy believe that you are unaware of his presence. I was going to do that.
Here he comes; I can feel him.
Step by step…
I suddenly turn around and give a yelp of horror.
Everything blurs and fades.