3 The Killing
Our hero led a happy existence for a long time afterwards, randomly avoiding all points within connecting distance of a wifi network. It could not last.
Our hero went to the next village, found a friendly Moonrams cafe and connected to the net. Quickly the assassin (who knew the very people that run the internet, and who by this display of nerdiness no longer merits the starting capital letter) traced a bunch of IP packets coming from our hero’s MAC address. He deployed a team of murderous African bees, which as surely as a well-cared-for AK-47 reached our hero and killed him with three fast stings. Of course they died afterwards, being bees and all, so it was an astounding feat this training of wild African bees just for this one murder. Maybe the Assassin merits that capital letter after all.
3.1 The Passing Away
Our hero was undone. He was no more. He was, actually, an ex-hero. We shall narrate his wake soon.
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3.2 The Mourning
Everyone cried in the ceremony. It was so sad that we need an image of this moment. You can find it in figure
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Mental note: never pay the artist beforehand.
And thusly everything happened.