The phone beeps in my pocket announcing her arrival. Heavy footsteps ring out on the pathway. Ding-dong. A large dark shape stands outside. It has to be her.
Hinges creak as the door swings open. The cape hardly moves as a shiny object reflects blinding sunlight in my eyes. Searing pain crosses my chest. Stumbling backwards attempting escape. Becoming weaker, I look down and see a curious bulge. Red drops on the wooden floor.
Why am I weak? The air feels colder. One final pain and the shiny steel invades my ribcage. Thud, I'm on the floor. The visitor is gone.