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...going to go? Down, thats where, down through the ceiling. It will pool in the floor boards and gradually drip through any gaps it can find. Thats right, the light fitting. Mr Smith and his wife will be enjoying a Saturday night takeaway when there is a splash on the table. followed by another splash and another. They look up and they find a dark stain. a red stain, a blood stain. They call the police, police investigate, they then look for me. obviously by that time I'll be long gone, different clothes, different hair, no glasses, no limp. the man i am at the moment will no longer exist. he will be about as alive as Mr Hobart is at the moment. however that does not mean i want to draw unwanted attention to myself or Hobart's flat.

Out of necessity I drag the very rotund, very beaten and very dead Mr Hobart to the bath room. I haul him over the side of the bath. At least now he can drain away and I wont have to worry about poor old Mr and Mrs Smith down stairs.

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