After walking I finally got to home

"Mom, I'm home"

My mother is busy fixing the dinner for the both of us as dad will get home much more later so in the end were going to dine in first

The rustling of the plates and utensils can be heard at dining area

"Oh dear, get changed and we will have our dinner now"

"Yes mom"

The scent of the dinner has good aroma, anyone who can smell it will be delighted

"Wow, Dinner looks great today"

"Of course, dear"

The dinner has a pleasant look, The golden color of the curry shining along with the vegetables.

Something like this can happen like thrice a month for an average wealth family.

Well all there's left is to eat

I grabbed my spoon and ready to dig in but a moment of disturbance occurred.

A knocking sound can be heard echoing through the hallway to the dinning area.

It can't be Dad he never knocks and Mom knows it.

In the process Mom and I looked in the eyes while the knocking continues.

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The person knocking is not speaking just a sound of knocking.

Three times and an interval of 2 second before knocking again

After the third knock it stops.

Silence is soaring at the house.

Mother finally breaks the silence

but be before she can speak

The man outside the door finally spoke

"Delivery"

A delivery?

I looked at mother and saw her remembered something as if she forgotten that delivery is today

A huge relief for my part and so I volunteered to get the package.

"Mother let me get it"

"Ok dear"

I got up and head through the door

as I walk, I can feel the fear moment ago what if something bad happen the moment I open this door?

I kept asking myself

"Delivery"

Once again

"Coming!"

I responded.

I finally got to the door and in front of me is the door knob

I just need to open this.

I'm such an idiot, overthinking things won't do me any good so I open the door and what lies beyond the door is a delivery man.

He hand me the package and I close the door and got back to the dining room is what I wish should've just happen.

What I see is the man on the wanted on the poster.

We eyed to eye and what I'm seeing right now is death itself not just a typical high school love death but a literal grim of death.

The distinct beard.

A smiling mouth as if he's happy he got another victim.

And the murderous eyes twitching and itching to kill me.

In front of me a gun pointed at me at point blank range.

I want to run, I want to scream but I froze up as the worst possible scenario became reality.

I can feel my heart bursting out of nervousness, I can feel the adrenaline rushing through every single part of my body and screaming to run but I can't

I started shaking in front of the man like a prey who finally got tired after a long chase by the predator

My primal instincts saying if I move even a single muscle of my body the gun will shoot.

So I asked myself what do I DO???

I'm panicking, I can't think straight, I DONT KNOW WHAT TO D--

"ROBERT!"

The scream of my Mother snap me back to reality.

In the heat of the moment my body started moving

"bang"

A gun shot can be heard

I can't feel anything

I think I'm dying

I can hear my mother screaming but another gunshot was fired

In the end I can't do anything.