It's wise to be good......

Damaging someone's house is an evil thing to do. These people only wanted a package to be delivered to this house. It's not there fault you lost your job and they can't help it, if they have a life and aren't home.

You say outloud, "I don't need to risk my job. I might still be able to beg for it back."

"I believe it's too late for that!" another voice calls.

"What?" you reply, as you turn around.

A square piece of tile snaps backwards and you lose your step, falling towards the window. Then you smash through the dusty glass pane, but manage to grab the edge of the window. The glass puncturing your skin and making your hand bleed.

Out of the corner of your eye, you see a hand undo the grip you have on the window....

...... you plumith to your death