Brent couldn’t be more excited about his life. He had a beautiful wife and two young kids. Working as a nurse gave him flexibility and the ability to travel, another passion of his. His wife had the same occupation and this afforded them a life of luxury. They had cancelled their lease and were looking forward to months of travel abroad in the cold winter months. Brent’s wife offered to take the kids for a day so Brent could focus on a few home repairs. He kissed his family goodbye and began to work.
Being home alone allowed him to focus. He also could work in his boxers, a preferred outfit. As he hammered a drywall patch in place, a pair of robbers snuck in through the garage adjoined to his home. Brent never heard them coming. The robbers, likewise would be surprised to find Brent.
Brent finished hammering and turned to grab a tool from his toolbox. He was shocked to see two masked men and a rather large gun pointing at his face. “What do you want? Take anything you want. Please,” he began to beg. The robbers looked at each other then at Brent. They had Brent assist them as they gathered belongings: wallets, electronics, jewelry. They began to load items into the back of their car. The entire time they kept Brent at gun point. After the car was loaded, one of the robbers spoke, “One more thing asshole, you’re coming with us.” Brent began to cry. The robber picked up the hammer and slammed it onto Brent’s head, knocking him unconscious.
When Brent woke up he was in the back of a strange car. He was gagged and bound. The car slowly pulled into a landfill south of the city. It was getting dark out and there were no cars and no people in site. The car came to a stop and the robbers pulled Brent from the back seat, forcing him to his knees. They pulled off the gag. Brent cried as one of the men again drew his gun, pressing it to Brent’s forehead. His accomplice said, “Remember, no witnesses. I can do it if you want.” Brent began to sob. “Oh God! Please! I don’t want to die. I’ve got a wife and ki..” BAM! BAM! BAM! The robber shot Brent three times. The back of Brent’s head shattered and bits of his skull and brains went cascading across the trash mound behind him. His dead body immediately collapsed and landed on a pile of rotten Chinese food. He had a horrified look on his face. The robbers laughed and quickly covered Brent with trash before driving off.
A few hours later, a Catapillar truck drove over Brent’s corpse, crushing his torso and what remained of his head and grinding Brent into the ground. Brent was never seen again. The robbers were able to abscond with their loot and trade in for a few hundred dollars cash. A success, in their eyes.