god,what a task.

you think when you stare at the assignment before you. its simple, really: break into the rivals house and steal his business plans- that way your boss could get ahead of this sick race... but that price tag is beautiful. 1.3 million, all for some papers

the cold crisp air of the night isnf helpful to you as you work the take the window off its hinges, careful not to make a sound. one sound and youre dead. gone in seconds. this man, Dr. Kaulitz, doesnt play around.

tiptoe.. tiptoe. sneaking them the mansion is pretty easily even everything is made of marble, absorbing the sound of your weight easily

in the dim, orange light of a salt lamp the office looks almost peaceful.. but you know that can be true considering it YOU who's the trouble- the impending chaos, and perhaps, the collapse of Dr Tom Kaulitz. youre the disruption.

everything is going smoothly, rattling through stacks of papers to find the code to Toms safe. the place is so unorganised, it makes you think how he could possibly function around this clutter- but perhaps you fail to think that is could be a tactic.. to slow you down.

the sound of footsteps echo down the hall, along with the splash of liquid in a cup. your heartbeat spikes, instantly in fight or flight. you dive to tackle the figure