He heard the knock again and approached the door, rifle in hand. Slowly he opened the door, just a crack and said
   "Who's there?"
  There was no answer. He closed the door and turned towards me saying;
  "See its nothing, just some branch or something."
  Those were the last worlds he ever spoke. The door swung open behind him, reveling a tall hooded figure. A shot rang out and he crumbled to the ground. And my world dissolved into darkness.

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