Chapter 14 - darkness in the deserted alley
Three days after the terrifying event at the gym, life seemed to have returned to its normal rhythm. Damon continued his exhausting maintenance work at an old apartment complex in the city's suburbs.
When the twelve-hour shift ended, darkness had completely enveloped the area. Damon carried his heavy tool bag, striding through a deserted, damp alley heading toward the last bus stop of the day.
Suddenly, the crunch of footsteps echoed from both ends of the alley. Four massive, heavily tattooed men, gripping iron pipes and baseball bats, slowly stepped out from the darkest corners.
From behind the group of thugs, Blake emerged with a sinister and vicious smile. He was no longer wearing his white martial arts uniform, but a black leather jacket, his eyes burning with a maniacal flame of vengeance, wanting to crush his opponent.
"You thought you could humiliate me and just walk away, old man?" Blake hissed, slamming the iron pipe in his hand against the brick wall, sending sparks flying. "Tonight, I'm going to break every bone in your body."
Damon stopped. He showed no signs of panic or retreat. He slowly set his heavy tool bag down on the damp ground. The deep black eyes of the former special operative began to scan every position, assessing distances and weapons.
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A deadly silence once again engulfed Damon. He was no longer a tired maintenance worker. The sleeping monster inside him had officially been unwittingly awakened by the thugs.
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