Cornel Drake felt quite satisfied with himself that evening, so he consumed a considerable amount of alcohol.
When he departed, he wobbled and swayed, feeling elated.
He arrived at the underground parking garage by himself, preparing to drive home. However, at that instant, he sensed a cold sensation crawling up his spine.
Cornel instinctively spun around, only to discover a menacing elderly man seated behind him.
"Ah!"
Cornel jumped in shock, shaking, and more than half his intoxication vanished!
The elderly man lifted his hand and placed it on Cornel's shoulder, applying such immense pressure that Cornel couldn't move!
"Sir... I'll pay you whatever amount you desire. Just spare my life..." Cornel was so terrified he nearly soiled himself.
The elderly man glared at Cornel with malice, then brought his head nearer.
A powerful stench of rotten breath suddenly hit Cornel's nostrils.
Already intoxicated, Cornel almost vomited immediately.
