d a y - o n e : i n t r o d u c t i o n (theme 1)
Breath, relax, aim, fire. Don't let the recoil get to you, don't blink, and whatever you do, do not falter. One miss, and you're fucked.
Arient has been learning this lesson for a long time, practising it, memorising it. Now, in his new occupation, he's going to have to to stick by it to the letter.
One quick glance down, at his watch. 9:00PM. Shit, is it really that late? And my target's still missing? Two more glances around the area. To his left and his right. It's clear. Treading lightly, he walks closer to the door, pushes what looks like a hairpin into the lock. It takes him about ten seconds to open the door, and three more to grab a jamming device out of his pocket and use it to disable the alarms. Habitually, he looks over his shoulder, holding his breath.
No-one. Apparently he got in quickly enough to make it seem natural. Good. He closes the door behind him.
It only takes him a moment that the house is not the ideal place for this. It's too large, about three s