You start to walk towards him as you place your hand inside the left pocket of your jeans. He keeps talking but you no longer pay attention to what he is saying. You now have him within close reach. He is staring at you confused, as if he had asked you a question that you did not answer. He widens his eyes as he looks down to your pants. In less than two seconds, you pull the knife out and stick it to his throat. He gags and collapses on the floor. He tries to stop the blood coming out of his neck with both of his hands unsuccessfully. A few moments later, he stops moving. He is dead. You notice a silver dagger lying on the floor right next to him. You grab it and put it in your pocket.