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officers in the second layer had been killed without breaking a sweat. His brain froze and his

mind became blank. How was this possible? Could it really be happening? There was only one
plausible way to execute such a shot. Curving bullets! But he refused to believe anyone else in

the world except him would know of this technique. Another loud gunshot made John come
back to his senses. He had no other way but to assume that the killer could curve bullets and

had been using blind spots in the building to take officers down. “I have to act quickly”, he

thought. Never had he thought in his wildest dreams that he would have to encounter another
person who had the same special skill as him. Pew! Pew! One more officer had been killed!

There was just one remaining in the second layer. John ordered him to retreat and join the first
layer officers. John clutched his locket. He had this wild belief that as long as he had the locket

on him, no one could kill him. Frantic running was followed by a muffled murmur as the last

officer joined John and his comrades. “Did you check if someone was following you?” asked
John. “No, sir I panicked and ran for my life, sir; sorry sir”, came the expected answer. ‘Well,

gentlemen get ready! We don’t know how many killers are out there but we’ll defend with
honour and with our lives! Proclaimed John. All the guns in their possession were loaded and

everyone had taken up their position. “Listen carefully, I have deciphered that the killer can
curve bullets just like me! No questions!! I want you all to act accordingly and take cover

expecting the same!”

There was still one thing he couldn’t believe. How was the killer able to hit the target’s head

without being able to see the target? Perplexed he was, indeed. All 5 people took a crouched
stance as per John’s proclamation. Bam! Gunshot! This time, John didn’t waste any time

checking on who had gotten shot, instead fired in the direction he heard the shot from. He
curved the bullet at a considerable height so as to get a headshot, based on the assumption that

the killer also had been wearing a bulletproof vest. A whole 10 seconds transpired after the
shot and there had been no sign of any killer yet. John grunted with frustration as he realised

he had missed his target. Turning back, he wasn’t shocked this time to find that it had been

another headshot. “He isn’t shooting based on an estimate; he must be knowing exactly what
to aim at”, John thought to himself. But he still had no clue how he was able to locate the head

even when they had been crouching. He felt a flurry of emotions take over him. “I knew it!
Something bad was about to happen, I should have told someone about my premonitions”, he

muttered to himself. “Logically, the killer should target me next”, thought John as he had
witnessed his curving bullet. Being alert as well as having accepted his forthcoming death,

John removed his bulletproof vest and walked forward as if to make a statement. Having gotten

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