How do we handle fictional narratives? John Murdock woke up after a long night of drinking, got up, went into the kitchen and put the kettle on. Then he went to his boathouse, where his pride and joy was: an 8-meter aluminum hull, a dark red Quintrex with two 200-hp Yamaha boards. John went home, poured himself a strong cup of coffee, and sat down at his table. while at the table he saw a black BMW parked about three houses down the street, he drank a mouth full of coffee and took a quick look at the car he saw two suits sitting in front of the BMW, he drank took the rest of the coffee and went to his room to change. He then crawled out the back door that led to his boathouse and slowly opened the door so he could see out, looked around and spotted a jet black patrol car that was anchored about 500 yards downstream from the sailor. John opened the door and quickly ran to the shed he knew he had been spotted, jumped into the Quintrex and started the twin 200, threw the throttle lever into reverse and bored out of the boathouse. John pulled back the throttle, moved the lever forward, and launched the boat in the direction of the sailor's exit. John looked back to see how close the car was and it was right there on his tail. John pushed the accelerator lever further and the twins responded with a roar and continued even faster. Joh... in the center of the paper... take the shot, then quickly switch to the other one and shoot again there was a guard who was about to go around the fence and John lined him up and shot him as fast as you can snapping each other's fingers to the point where, on the other side of the compound, John quickly ran out of the bush and through the gate then to the mansion door he picked the lock and slowly opened the door with the SMG's mouth not c 'there were guards inside the door so John slipped through and ran down the hall John ran up the stairs pointing his gun at the next set of stairs then looked through the rooms until he saw the largest room at the end of the hall John he moved quickly along the wall then opened the door and sprayed the room with bullets and then walked in there was Zen Alcarid lying on the floor with a hole in his chest begging for mercy then BANG.