Black Van

I'm a serious meth addict, so I'd often meet up with drug cartels to make deals for meth. I heard that these new guys make the purist meth out there, and they sell it for cheap. This got me very curious, so I contacted them to see if we could meet up at some point. Their schedule was packed, so I had to wait a bit longer to meet up with them. A few days later, I get a text from them saying I could meet them now. They wanted to be met at a junkyard, which is 40 minutes away from where I live. But hey, I'll do anything for good meth.
I eventually pull up to the junkyard, and saw a shiny black van near the woodline. I'm assuming that's them. I get out of my car, and so do they. I hand them my money, they give me the bag of meth, and they went back into their van not speaking a word. I thought this was super strange, but whatever.
As I start my car, they start their van at the same time. I thought it was just a strange coincidence. I pull out of the junkyard, and headed home. Every time I stopped at a red light, I'd see the black van right behind me. Again, I just thought it was a strange coincidence...
I eventually got home, and pulled up to the driveway. No sign of the black van anywhere. I'm really tired, so I head to bed. At around 10:00 PM, I heard two car doors shut. My heart stopped for a second. I looked out the window, and guess what? Black van. About 10 seconds later I heard very loud knocks at the front door. I put some chairs and a mattress on the door. The knocking had stop. But just mere moments later, I heard extremely loud bangs on the door in the laundry room. I then hear it break open, and a gun cock...
I lay down right in the middle of the living room floor, waiting to meet my doom. I heard footsteps getting closer to me with each step... I then hear one of them speak, and I open my eyes.
"You dropped your wallet."
Category:Drugs
Category:Vehicles
Category:Twist Ending