World Domination System

133. A Sense Of Unease

At home, Leonard's heart raced as he positioned himself in the dimly lit living room, his grip tightening around the cold, sturdy handle of the knife he had grabbed from the kitchen. The anticipation was palpable as he crouched behind the couch, his eyes fixed on the entrance, ready to confront the unknown intruder. The soft glow from a nearby lamp cast eerie shadows across the room, heightening the tension that hung in the air.

"I will destroy you," he murmured.

As seconds turned to minutes, the weight of the silence pressed down on Leonard, making every tiny sound seem loud. He strained his ears, listening intently for any sign of movement, and then, in the midst of the stillness, a faint sound reached his ears – the unmistakable shuffle of footsteps approaching the door.

His pulse quickened, and his breath caught in his throat as he readied himself for the imminent encounter. The knife he held felt both reassuring and ominous, a last line of defense against whatever threat await