He had come equipped with night vision goggles. Being army issue they let none of the green light he could see leak out into the cold windy night. But he had never worn them before and he found them uncomfortable and difficult to use. He had made his way up the dirt road as quietly as possible and now found himself facing Bill’s barn door. The battered wood and corrugated iron reflected the alien shades of green light differently. Trails of a luminescent world passed over his tired eyes. The sun would be up in 2 hours. “Do it and do it now,” he told himself. “Then you can retreat and watch as vengeance whispers into his ear.” He opened the door as softly as possible, crouching down to enter, watching the floor for any objects that could make a noise and give away his position to his prey. There were none. Closing the door behind him, he quickly saw what he was looking for. It was parked almost directly in front of him. He removed the goggles and turned on a dull red flashlight to illuminate the tractor.
