The full moon shone across the thick layer of snow, making each snowflake shine and sparkle, and the rays of the moon were glimmering upon the steamy windows. It was a calm and peaceful night. There was no sound of birds twittering, everything was so still and quiet. The man started breathing heavily as he walked steadily down the slippery road and looking for a perfect target. He sighed and you could see his horrid breath fade away in the frosty conditions The cold-hearted man saw the perfect target. He broke into an old house, which was in state of disrepair.
Clearly it had been neglected for along period of time. The old blooded man walked into the house. First the hallway. The wallpaper had large patterns of flowers on. All bright yellow. Everything was damp and everything you looked at was broken or damaged. The anonymous man made him self-comfortable by lying down on the floor. The room was very small. The structure was made out of wooden damp beams. There was a large clock in the middle, which made different sounds every hour. That made him alert and made sure he didn't doze off.
As midnight drew closer it was time to do what he had been paid to do. The calm confident man climbed up on the roof. The surrounding building light began to flicker off, leaving the lampposts on the nearby deserted roads now his footsteps were now visible. The assassins choose the best angle where he was looking straight at the stage about a mile away. The stage was very bright. The podium was made out of thin glass. There were tow microphones pointing diagonal to each other. The victim arrived in a black limousine, which had tinted windows.
The bodywork was new and hardly had any scratches on it. The cold-hearted man aimed at the limousines windows as the victim came out of his car. The victim shoke Some peoples hands. The noise grow louder and louder. The victim walked onto the stage with a big smirk on his face. "This is finally it", he whispered to himself as he started preparing his rifle. The confident man breathed in deep. His hands started sweating. He could hear his own heart beating faster and faster as the adrenaline pumped into his heart as he came closer.