• The brisk wind would soon cut any bare flesh. The enormous waves of the open ocean would vanquish any vessel. The beach was filled with stones and water swollen logs. I walked along the coastline. My pace quickened, my heart pumped more blood faster, my muscles constrained as I saw a shadow walk in the distance. The fog hazed my vision and as I kept walking I saw the silhouette of powerful man. I trembled in fear at first glance of the man, but then got filled up with hatred and jealousy for what this man did. I clenched the hilt of my katana. It was warm and pleasant. I started to sprint, full of exertion. I leapt over a log and continued to run. Each stride I took sent up a pile of rocks in the air. I pulled out my sword and as I did, I slashed upwards towards the silhouette. But the shadow dissipated. It split in two from the blade and twirled in a spiral and suddenly vanished into thin air. My was face calm when I attacked but then shown signs of discomfort and frustration. I widened my body for incoming forces. I twisted my head looking around. The fog quickly settled down and I could see every thing. A large tall man that was covered in black robes and a large hood that cloaked his face appeared behind me. I had a steadily escalating sense of foreboding. I turned around to be in the man’s shadow. Then I felt a jolt of pain radiate from inside my throat to my head. The strong and hard fingers of the man were injected into my neck from his strong arm. Blood dripped down my neck and onto the man’s hand. I fell down dead motionless on the cold rocks. The man swiped off the blood from his finger’s in one jerk. The sinister man walked away from the dead body