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I Awoke To the Ravens Shadow

I awoke to the ravens shadow-drifting across my face, not remembering or realizing this place I’m in, my heart begins to pace. Staring out the window a large number of swat came up quick upon me, I need to make a quick exit the only way I can be free. Armed with only my Beretta with only half a magazine, I need to get out of this building without being seen… Moving into another room I notice a dead body lying on the floor. As I step to my exit, there comes a heavy pounding from outside of the door. Looking for another way out, this team comes bursting in screaming SWAT. Moving to the basement I moved quickly, I need to find a place to hide, not allowing them to see me… With only two members stepping down into the room, I had to catch and hold my breath. I know it would be them not me, that today they would be meeting their death. As they step past me I carefully take my aim, I know that when I do die my soul will burn in unholy flame. But Intel then I must remind myself, I’m still in the game… With a little white pill, I prepare myself for this kill. Not willing or wanting to remember this place or this killing by my hand. When this information of these shootings finally does go out, more will be hunting me down across this land… Placing the bodies where they can’t be seen, making sure no one else comes down, it is time for me to exit this scene. Through a basement window I begin to crawl out… (To be continued….)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 12/17/2012 3:15:00 AM
Wow, this is such a story, can't wait for the rest :D, great image in here :D
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