You don’t notice anything at first.
Then little things start to feel wrong. The streetlight outside your window flickers at the exact same time every night. The cameras in the hallway stutter for a few seconds. A stranger you’ve never seen before walks past your building again and again.
That’s when you realize someone is coming for you.
People talk about the Assassins Guild like they’re a myth.
They say the killers in it have powers that can bend the rules of the world to eliminate someone.
I don’t know if that’s true, but I know no one survives once they’ve been marked. By the time you feel the noose tightening, you’re already dead.
