“You’re lucky it was just a flesh wound” the unknown man states. “You know they will kill you for what you just tried to do.” “F*ck you, who are you, and what is that thing?”
“I don’t think you are in a position to be asking any questions.” The unknown man raises the hand which is holding something shiny and walks towards Aaron placing the shiny object against Aaron’s head. Whatever that thing is, it must be what injured Aaron. Without thinking, I burst through the door with my hand raised holding the rusty knife with every intention of gutting the unknown man in front of me for hurting Aaron. I thrust the blade down and stick the unknown man in the back between the shoulder blades. The man groans in pain but stabbing him with the knife has only seemed to anger him more. Like a rag
