Walking out of the apartment and looking up at the sky, he saw the moon had already risen up and the night had fallen upon Forks.
'Guess that limits my options to just that corner store that works twenty four seven. Haah… and it's got the shittiest quality and it's more expensive than everywhere else… But i really don't want to wait until tomorrow.' Alan thought as he released a soft sigh and continued walking down the sidewalk.
The walk to the cornerstore took around twenty minutes, opening the door and heading inside the shop, a clear bell sound rang out, notifying the store clerk that someone had come inside.
Raising a hand in a half hearted wave as a silent greeting, Alan quickly turned and walked towards the appliances section, it wasn't large, it was small and it clearly had only small overpriced kitchen knives that would likely chip after a few uses at most.
'Can't be choosy but i sure as hell can know which one is better.' Alan thought as he instantly focused his gaze onto the first knife infront of him.
'Observe'
[ Observe skill has been used! ]
[ Name: Kitchen Knife ]
[ ATK: + 3 ]
[ Description: A regular, below average quality Kitchen Knife created in China. ]
[ Age: 3 Years and 2 Months. ]
'That's… barely better than my rusted bread knife.' Alan thought to himself, releasing a soft sigh of despair as he saw the twenty five dollar price tag on the knife.
Turning his gaze to the only two other options, he quickly used his observe skill on both.
[ Name: Kitchen Knife ]
[ ATK: +3 ]
[ Description: A fake version of a famous japanese Kitchen knife, created in China. ]
[ Age: 2 Years and two months. ]
[ Name: Kitchen Knife. ]
[ ATK: +4 ]
[ Description: A regular kitchen knife created in China. Average Quality. ]
[ Age: 1 Year and three months. ]
'Alright, finally atleast average, and the attack stat is four, thats on the same level as my baseball bat, let's check the… huh, its the cheapest one aswell.' Alan thought to himself as his eyes moved to the price tag bellow the knife.
'Fifteen dollars isn't half bad. Now, I just need to find something to tie it around a stick with.' He thought as he grabbed the knife and moved towards another section of the store, however it seemed they didn't have any rope on stock.
'Ofcourse they dont have god damned rope, its a cornerstore, not an appliances or work store. Still, they do have some super glue… that could work.' Alan thought to himself as he grabbed three different kinds of the glue aswell as a roll of double sided tape and went to the counter and put them down before the clerk.
Looking at the young man behind it, who was clearly barely awake, an idea struck Alan as he didn't place the bottles of super glue onto the table at all.
'Store.' He thought an in an instant the bottles of superglue turned into small motes of light under the hem of his clothes and vanished as if they had never been there at all.
'That's enough, don't wanna rob something like a knife in case the owner finds out and this poor guy has to pay for it out of his own paycheck.' Alan thought to himself as he placed the roll of tape and the knife onto the counter before using observe on the clerk.
[ Name: James Moriarity. ]
[ Age: 22 ]
[ Description: A young man with a failed life. System would suggest he gave up. ]
Looking at the description that the observe skill had given the young man, Alan almost felt like laughing out loud, it was one of the few times that the system had given something even remotely close to this ever since the special stats descriptions at the beginning, however he refrained, considering no one else was able to see the holographic panels, and it was currently late at night, he was sure that he would looked like a drugged up mentally insane person and that would most likely stop the guy from even selling the knife to him.
"That'll be twenty one dollars." James spoke as he quickly scanned both items for Alan who brought out a twenty dollar bill and a one dollar one and put them onto the counter whilst the clerk quickly put both items into a plastic bag for him and handed them over.
Grabbing the bag, Alan turned around and walked out of the store and looked around the street, it was clearly empty, not even the sound of cars or anything from the houses around him, everyone had likely already fallen asleep by this time.
'I'd never have thought that I'd be out this late either. Man… this shit looks haunted.' Alan thought to himself as he started walking down the side walk at a quick pace whilst looking behind him every once in a while.
'No ones there, no one's there, I am a grown adult, I am not scared of the dark. I even met supernatural magician bullshit and I wasn't scared at all.' Alan thought as his pace slowly increased as he continued down the road.
'Ah fuck, who am i kidding.' Alan thought as he was practically almost running by this point.
It had taken him twenty minutes, returning had only take him half that time as he arrived at his apartment and closed the door barely ten minutes after having left the corner store.
Walking towards his chair by the desk, he quickly pulled out all that he had got from the store as he unpacked the knife and brought out the superglue from his inventory and then put the double sided tape onto the desk aswell.
'Alright, guess I'll be without a broom. Not that I ever used that thing in the first place.' Alan thought as he grabbed the broom that had been gathering dust for years from under his desk.
'Just need to somehow… take the head off… and with my three damned strength… It's not going to be easy is it?'
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