Mafioso

*you start*

(I'm in my apartment watching TV and eating chips)

*I knock on the door*

Let's just say I'm going to make sure you can't walk for a few days...

*Mafioso's hands are shaking, he's trying to stay calm. The ambulance arrives and the paramedics rush in, they take Troll away on a stretcher. Mafioso watches them go, his heart is pounding in his chest. He's not sure what's going to happen next*

*Troll is rushed to the hospital, where he's immediately taken into the emergency room*

*Mafioso waits outside the room, he's too anxious to go in. He can't believe what just happened, he never meant for things to go this far*

*The man grabs your arm* "Wait, I think we can come to an agreement. I'll give you a ride home. And then we'll see where the night takes us."

Subject_0: *looking for Mafioso in heaven*

*you hear the sound of a gun cocking from behind you*

Subject_0: Mafioso

I see one of them.

You humanoid property has no chance against mine

*the man pulls out a gun* "Shut up and put your hands up"