Flicker~ Flicker~
The lights were threatening to go out, but in the last moment, they flickered back on.
"A door?"
A man said in surprise.
He had hair combed back, and it was held in place with gel. There was a long scar running down the side of his face and an ear that looked like it had been partially torn off.
His name was Judas—a hitman for a mafia—and one of the best ones as well as he had successfully completed over a hundred contracts without ever being caught.
Needed to destroy a rival mafia? Done within a day. Needed to eliminate a corrupt politician? Consider it done.
Nobody could escape the iron sight of his rifle.
At that moment.
Judas came across a strange door.
It had the word "Candyland" etched on top of the door, and the door had strange candy-like patterns all over it.
With his hand on the doorknob, he opened the door.
"What in the world…"
Judas stepped through the door.
