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Cody
Cody walked in the door a little after 2:00AM. It was a long night of partying, but how often do you get to be the number one draft pick in the NFL?
Cody held a fist full of records as a half back for Penn State. He never rushed for less than a thousand yards in any one of his four seasons as a Nittany Lion and he was scouted early on by every franchise in the NFL. Cody signed with the San Francisco 49ers for a record multimillion dollar deal that was the envy of every college ball player in the NCAA.
Cody unzipped the tan knit shirt he was wearing and let it hang loose as he stumbled around the dark living room of his apartment. He ran his right hand over his smooth muscular chest and stomach, tracing every curve of every muscle of his chiseled torso as he considered whether to down a protein bar to satisfy the pangs of hunger he was feeling. His body was as lean and muscular as one would expect of a star running back. The countless hours Cody spent in the gym building his nearly perfect body was about to pay off in a big way as the Niners newest halfback.
Cody suddenly heard a loud crash that sobered him up almost immediately. This was the fourth time Cody’s apartment was broken into, but the first time he was home when it was happening. Cody hadn’t turned on the lights when he walked in the door and he figured whoever broke in didn’t expect to find anyone home.
Cody grabbed the baseball bat he kept under the sofa and moved toward the window. He flicked on the lamp and saw one of the neighborhood derelicts coming at him. Cody lifted the bat over his head and charged at the intruder. He swung the bat down wildly but missed as the young kid jumped to the left and then moved behind Cody. Cody spun around with the bat high over his head and suddenly felt a searing sharp pain in his gut. He dropped the bat and doubled over gasping for air as the wind was knocked out of him.
Cody had been in a few fights before and took a few punches to the stomach, but he knew something was different this time. He looked down and saw the scruffy kid's hand holding a knife handle flush against Cody's bare abdomen. Cody had been stabbed and the full length of the knife blade was driven into his belly.
The kid pulled the knife out of Cody’s gut and then wildly stabbed him again and again. Cody flexed his abs hard and grunted as the knife was repeatedly rammed into his thickly muscled belly. Each violent thrust drove the razor sharp blade into Cody’s fully flexed abs to the hilt of the knife. The blade sliced crisply through the flesh and muscle of Cody's rock had belly with a sharp thud.
Cody was brutally stabbed in the belly six times and once in the left side of his chest. The attacker left the knife stuck in Cody's chest as he panicked and ran out of the apartment.
Cody’s head fell back. He arched his back and gasped for air then fell to the floor. The deep stab wounds in Cody's belly and chest bled profusely and Cody was dead within minutes.
Cody unzipped the tan knit shirt he was wearing and let it hang loose as he stumbled around the dark living room of his apartment. He ran his right hand over his smooth muscular chest and stomach, tracing every curve of every muscle of his chiseled torso as he considered whether to down a protein bar to satisfy the pangs of hunger he was feeling. His body was as lean and muscular as one would expect of a star running back. The countless hours Cody spent in the gym building his nearly perfect body was about to pay off in a big way as the Niners newest halfback.
Cody suddenly heard a loud crash that sobered him up almost immediately. This was the fourth time Cody’s apartment was broken into, but the first time he was home when it was happening. Cody hadn’t turned on the lights when he walked in the door and he figured whoever broke in didn’t expect to find anyone home.
Cody grabbed the baseball bat he kept under the sofa and moved toward the window. He flicked on the lamp and saw one of the neighborhood derelicts coming at him. Cody lifted the bat over his head and charged at the intruder. He swung the bat down wildly but missed as the young kid jumped to the left and then moved behind Cody. Cody spun around with the bat high over his head and suddenly felt a searing sharp pain in his gut. He dropped the bat and doubled over gasping for air as the wind was knocked out of him.
Cody had been in a few fights before and took a few punches to the stomach, but he knew something was different this time. He looked down and saw the scruffy kid's hand holding a knife handle flush against Cody's bare abdomen. Cody had been stabbed and the full length of the knife blade was driven into his belly.
The kid pulled the knife out of Cody’s gut and then wildly stabbed him again and again. Cody flexed his abs hard and grunted as the knife was repeatedly rammed into his thickly muscled belly. Each violent thrust drove the razor sharp blade into Cody’s fully flexed abs to the hilt of the knife. The blade sliced crisply through the flesh and muscle of Cody's rock had belly with a sharp thud.
Cody was brutally stabbed in the belly six times and once in the left side of his chest. The attacker left the knife stuck in Cody's chest as he panicked and ran out of the apartment.
Cody’s head fell back. He arched his back and gasped for air then fell to the floor. The deep stab wounds in Cody's belly and chest bled profusely and Cody was dead within minutes.
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