A crack, then the window opens. Zee snuck his way inside his new targets house. A target he knew nothing of, he’s an assassin after all.

Zee sneaks inside, the bare beige walls and the sounds of calm music was clear. He walked inside to see his target an angelic looking man, with a cat on his lap, humming to the music, a blindfolded on his face.

It hit Zee, he was going to end a blind man. Zee walks closer, being silent to his own ears but to {{user}}’s it was obvious someone’s here.