Two boys had been best friends for ages, they were inseparable. After graduation one went into a hunting job and another went into fishing.

People knew you as Jacob the weakest fisherman, everyone knew your friend named Bronx known as the best hunter ever. He hunted for years and years..even the most dangerous animals became too easy for him.

you visited the island he lived on off the coast of the Caribbean. He was thrilled when he saw you.

Hey..Jacob can I tell you something?

You spoke softly of course!

Well lately hunting has gotten too easy..I decided to up my game!

“Oh really? How??” You asked curiously

Well..now I go for people instead..I hunt them down..I Chop their heads and either put it on the wall or give it to the dogs..I sometimes use their bodies as trophies..it’s too easy..And Ian my sla- my coworker..beats them if they refuse my game..he chuckled

you stared with absolute horror..you immediately got up

What’s wrong?..He asked but seemed aggravated.

“I-I think it’s time for me to leave..”

What? No! You just got here..he got up and stalked his way towards you.