Night fell and the viper came out of his hiding place. He was a patient man, but he was consumed by the long wait.

Standing in the open space, there was no sound of insects around him, as if he was the only one left in the whole world. Instinctively aware of the crisis, the Viper smelled the trap.

Touch your hands in your pockets, bad, go too fast, and leave the guy in the dressing room. The Viper feels a little nervous for the unsatisfactory fellow.

Walking slowly out of the ruins door, Black Ford was still parked at the door, and there seemed to be no one in...