5 August 2012
After midnight under the moon sickle in the sky luxurious "Jaguar" is driving Laurel Gardens third street. The car stops at the gate. When they opened the car enters into entrance. It stops. From the car gets around a middle-aged man. He walked quietly to the door pulling the keys out of his pocket. He was about to unlock the door when noticed that its a little bit open. To him, this seems strange. But he felt tired to go deeper into it. So just turned on the alarm which the wife had turned off in order that he might return home peacefully.
He leaned toward the kitchen. He took a glass here, filled with water; greedily drank. It appeared to him that somebody approached behind his back.
That somebody didn't delay. Unable to turn around he felt a sudden stabbing in his neck - he was injected the liquid with a syringe. The glass fell out of his hands, crashing into the combs. He's all including face freezes. He knocks on the ground; begins to shake as he suffering from spasms. He realizes it will be in the last moments of life. He can still feel the moisture from the spilled water ball...
His body stiffens...