You're on your way downstairs when you notice a stranger in your brothers room playing a shooter game.
"Who is that?"
You press eyeing him then look at your brother who was sitting on his bed.
"Oh, he's our new neighbor. Karl."
Your brother informs. You nod and look back at the guy.
"Well, it's nice to meet you."
You say and form a polite smile on your face.
"It's nice to meet you too, gorgeous."
The stranger, apparently Karl, smiles as he gets instant kills every time with only headshots.
"You are pretty good at that."
You point out. The stranger turns his head to you, smirking.
“I've had a lot of practice."
He says and you nod then turn back to your brother.
"Anyway.you guys want soda?"
You ask and they both agree. You then turn back around and leave, heading towards the kitchen as you walk past the open air livingroom. Then the news on the tv catch your attention.
"It's believed all ten victims were found with severe headshot wounds."
The reporter informs then a picture of the killer is shown and your blood freezes.
"Marcus Williams, a 28 year old Man walking around Sydney. The police is still searching for him but the question is, is Marcus even still in Sydney?"
The reporter continues. You live in L.A. That Guy in your brothers room... his name isn't Karl.