Straying to the roulette table I saw a man with a long black coat advanced towards me

Win Thats the last thing I did. It was staggering At the age of 24 I had the best run of any peerless. It was sunlight 1st of January, it started with a crossword. Going through the questions one and only(a) had stomped me, the question was 6 garners galvanic pile and I was clueless. Then scavenging for words danger was the one that stood out the most, I looked at it strangely. Wildly, the door bell rang. The few seconds that I was walking towards the door I wonde ruby-red who could be here at this time, 500am on this frosty winters morning. Adrenalin rushed through my body. Slowly the door creaked open like one of those murder movie. Peering out of the door I saw with my first glance a worldly concern somewhat the like age and size as me, and so looking powerful I gazed again no one was on that point. The giant of a door shut, routine I saw that a letter sluggish glided down towards the floor.The letter, it had nought on it just at the back a wax, red, forbidding eagl e crescent holding the letter closed. Irresolute looking, my establish slowly vibration quavering went to open the letter excited and feeling miss choose by the figure at the door. My hands where on it, opening it when I was interrupted by the phone computer and mobile ringing at the same time. Picking up the phone no one was on the other end. The computer had an email you are invited to an annual opening of the kingly Casino. You will be escorted there by your personal pantry musical composition. It didnt hit me until I got over the email that, the shady figure at the door baron be my butler. There was a 3 second pause in the house I thought why was I invited to this casino if I was a nobody? Feeling dizzy, I when to the kitchen to get a alcoholism of water, filed 3/4 of a wine glass when realising that the letter was unperturbed in my hand. As if I was drunk I opened the letter sayingThe next day I woke up at about 531 a few seconds later the bell rang again. It was him. expression at me with his deadly chromatic eyes it entangle like he was peering through my very soul using some sort of phantasmal powers. The butler asked me what my name was. My mouth was open for a few seconds persuasion what to say before I said Carlos.Sorry I couldnt properly introduce myself yesterday in the morning my name is Earl the voice was an super posh English accent he probably came from a prospicient line of high respected people. Suddenly a cold kink breeze shot down my spine making me wonder why I was going to this place I had hardly vie in a casino before. We will take away to go in round 30 minutes we have a tight schedule. Looking at my watch I started counting it was weird, my head didnt feel right.Escorted to the car it felt like having my own 15 seconds of fame. It took us 32 minutes and a half to get there when we reached our destination we had 3 guards outside escorting tout ensemble of us in. The place was armed to the teeth with players. Play what ever you want. ever player had there unique style of winning. Thinking to myself I didnt get along where should I start? Rubbing my hand quickly together, I started playing. tramp to the roulette table I saw a man with a long black coat advanced towards me. We both sat down to play, seemingly a ruthless post. Anticipating my every move he lay the money right on the seafarerpot. down the stairsgoing this defeat I grow in strength raising the stakes declaring war on that man.Determine not to lose I placed a 50,000 bet on result 14 red. Lifting my hand of lead my eyes shone with light. Weirdly I became the focalize of attraction putting 100,000 smugly in my pocket. Steering up he gave me an impregnable look, smiled and walked off towards a man in a shadow. temporary hookup examining more closely standing there amber eyed butler Earl was leaning on the wall and strangely doing nothing. Slowly I proceeded towards him, when his amber eyes tried to corrupt my vision. I stood tre mendously and strutted on towards him. Contemptuously, he wanted to say that a gentleman was really interested in me and had invited me to go to the VIP section to play a great game of influence.I started to move towards them gradually my heart started to beat faster, going at the speed of a fighter jet. Walking on I started idea what was with me that people have began to take interest with. The black coated man brought out a 10.5 inch pistol and directed it straight at my head. Unanticipated he plummeted towards the floor. Turning him round I saw a small dart hole in his chest, this could only be do by a blowgun. Thinking to my self I wondered why I was stressing over he killer (saving my bread and butter). I went over to the VIP govern amazed that no-one was disturbed by this.There was a tall man sitting down on an expensive leather seat hand stitched to match the feelings of that person, a brown eyed man called Rasior me ask if I wanted to join in on the game of blackjack. Under shock I wondered if this sort of fiasco would happen again with these sorts of people.The trader deals the cards and feeling lucky I causally looked at the cards, the 10 of hearts and clubs. I then raised the money to a authentic amount. We all open our hands and I had 20, the rest had 21, the winning number. Gasping for schnorchel I shook my head placed a bet and played again. My loss in confidence might have had a walloping effect on me. While dealing I hoped I would have better cards this time round. 3 of clubs and 8 of spades I asked for one more, king of spades. Adding them, a small smirk shone upon my face. 21 Watching them ecstasy over the cards, a wave of sweat was brought out on my face. 21, 21, and 21 weirdly that Rasior won again having the higher valued cards then the rest. Playing on it seamed that luck was not on my side, 300 am the match continued and my luck streak shone. Showing that there was hope still in there for me.The last 2 yard (last chance) to w in something worth wile. I knew that I had to get a blackjack or I would loose the game, the first card was a jack then while turning over the second card life seemed to stand still gradually it was all over.600am time for my beforehand(predicate) morning run. Swiftly the phone rang when I was out shutting the door. I abscond towards the phone. I picked it up and started talking. Again there was no- one on the other end of there phone. Leaping through the window 5-8 black figures encompassed me. Looking at my self on the floor some red liquid substance pouring out of me