The sky was an embellishing shade of purple. It was dusk and the road was getting more and more crammed up as people from work rushed back home from work.
Mr Bean had a tiring day at work. It isn’t easy being an actor, making a fool out of himself when he actually knows he can be doing better. He can be relaxing at home with Teddy, nothing to do, wasting the money he inherited from his super rich parents, but then something about the character Mr Bean made him want to act, even if he’s horrible at that.
The road started clearing up, becoming less crowded with various cars, with couples and people returning home from work. Now, the road was dark and isolated, bordered on both the sides by dense woods. The road looked secluded and almost no other car seemed to be nearby.
After a distance, he had to refuel. He stopped in a nearby gas station and it was empty. He felt a prick in his neck, as if someone was watching him. Turning around, he saw a guy, dressed in the Mr Bean suit, and a face mask made of brown paper bag, with eyes and mouth.
Of late, he has been seeing fans and haters coming up to him in places he least expect them, expressing their admiration or hatred, either which ways, it was overwhelming. Usually, the haters mocking wear the Mr Bean ensemble and come up, saying something, but this was a different case. He had an axe in his hand. Mr Bean was clearly trepidated. A second later, the axe struck his head, and down fell Mr Bean.
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