Black Hand

An old man smoking a cigarette sat on an ebony bench and blew out a puff of smoke at the young man in front of him. "You have to know that all the pain you suffer is worth it. When you take revenge, you will understand..." The young man seemed not to hear what the old man said. Just feel the breeze blowing gently on his forehead. "Why can't we just be good people? I'm really tired of living like this." The old man stood up slowly. His eyes were fixed on the young man in front of him like a hungry wolf staring at a sheep and full of murderous intent. "Have you forgotten the tragedy on the night of the genocide? We are just waiting for the opportunity. Remember that we are not the real killers, we are just accumulating strength and waiting for revenge." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.