Disarmed

With a thud, the dagger hit its mark perfectly.

Only… it wasn’t a threat like I was expecting. No lurking assailant.

…No, it was a tree.

Shit.

Truthfully, as I went to retrieve my weapon, I couldn’t help but feel somewhat relieved. This wasn’t the streets, nor was this a mission requiring deadly force. I was at a goddamn party. What the hell had gotten into me tonight?

It was if rational tho