Paint the Town Red

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## **Tom’s House: The Last Fortress**

Tom scattered the invaders with the garden hose, but he saw the group still resisting.
“So that’s how it is…” he muttered to himself. “Time to play my real card.”

He slowly walked toward the bedroom. No one knew his secret: Tom wasn’t just an ordinary man. He was a former **special forces operative**. After retirement, he locked away his weapons and hid them inside a secret compartment in his room.

He opened a hidden panel in the wall… and there they were, shining in the dim light:

* A **thermal-scoped sniper rifle**
* A **combat drone controller** (small but deadly)
* A **tactical pump shotgun**
* And most importantly: his custom-made handgun, nicknamed **“Tom’s Thunder.”**

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### **Operation Begins**

Tom strapped on his tactical vest and told Karabaş, the fierce black cat, “Take your position.”

While the invaders in the yard were busy watching TV, suddenly the entire house went dark. In the shadows, only Tom’s night vision goggles glowed.

First move: Tom launched the drone. As soon as it flew out of the kitchen, its speakers blasted:
**“This house is Tom’s fortress! Surrender now!”**

The group panicked. Tom tossed a smoke grenade out the window, then the roar of the shotgun echoed. Three invaders at the door dropped instantly.

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### **The Final Showdown**

The leader of the group refused to give up. With a megaphone in hand, he shouted:
**“Don’t be afraid, he’s just one man!”**

At that very moment, Tom stepped out onto the bedroom balcony. In his hand gleamed **Tom’s Thunder.**
**“You counted wrong. I’m not just one man… I’m the spirit of this house.”** he declared.

Behind him, the speakers thundered with the **Mehter March**, while Karabaş leapt into the yard, hissing like a beast. That was the breaking point—the invaders scattered in fear, one by one.

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### **Victory**

By morning, Tom sat calmly in the yard, sipping his tea. The weapons were once again locked away inside the bedroom.

He muttered to himself:
**“This house is mine. As long as my bedroom’s secret stays hidden, no one can defeat me.”**

From that day on, a legend spread through the neighborhood:
**“Sixty-three people tried to seize Tom’s house, but when the bedroom arsenal was unleashed… they all vanished.”**