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Basic plot: On the heels of a tragedy, a couple embarks on a mission to get revenge on the killer. But secrets lurk behind closed doors....
Ryan awoke to a scuffling noise outside. His wife was still asleep beside him, the sound of her steady breathing gently floating through the darkness. Ryan sighed, but another sound caught his attention from near the front door. "No," he whispered to himself. "That's just someone's dog who got loose." His breathing increased slightly as he forced himself to lay his head back down on the pillow.
At that moment, his youngest daughter entered his room--a girl of only four. "Daddy," she said softly. "I think someone's out there." She approached the bedside and laid her head on her father's chest.
"No, don't worry, sweetheart," the man reassured her, gently hugging her against him. "There's nobody there."
Just then, a man burst into the room, pointing a rifle at Ryan's chest. The girl screamed and leapt into her father's arms just as a shot rang out. Ryan felt something graze past his shoulder, and his daughter fell to the floor, limp.
Gasping, Ryan leapt out of bed to make sure his daughter was alright. A massive red stain was spreading on her back, and a pool of liquid was soaking into the carpet.
"What...what the--?" his wife asked, jolted awake by the gunshot.
"No, no. NO!" Ryan screamed. "She's DEAD!"
"What?"
Ryan leapt to his feet, prepared to confront the killer, but the man had vanished.
That had been a year ago to the day. That memory had haunted him constantly, and now he decided: I must avenge her death. I swear on my life I'll do whatever it takes to kill that man.
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