he prowled out of a darkened dirt alley

                                          grunted  Puny.

striding quickly towards him he bent at the waiststabbed a long triangular carving knife he held into the ground

                                                                                                                     snorted

I won’t be needing this.           

                         rolled up a sleeve exposing a hairy beefy arm as he came on

    stepping back away  feigning fear

                                          No   No not tha

But youll need some help

which made him supernaturally chortle  snot shooting out of his nose

                                                                           Help?  stepped quickly

was up on him reaching for his throat

Yes

     his hand behind his back

in it a ball peen hammer

                         he grabbed his thick wrist for leverage as his assailants hand closed around his neck

windmilled viciously  struck him dead between the eyes

                                                                one vacated

stunned though not reeling

                              his hand at his throat slackened slightly  slackened bit by bit with every blow that followed rapidly

    he was a brute

                     a great dumb brute      

even with his skull caved in  braingore blood shards  boneconfetti

                                                                        his legs like tree trunks remained upright  rooted

he didnt topple until he pushed him over with the hammer

he did not leave the heavy knife for another scoundrel despite preferring the hammer jammed in his pants at his spine

approximately 0330,  2sday,  19  11. 24

1606.  2sday,  19  11. 24