The night mare

The Night Mare

I found myself in the cellar the biggest blokes in every direction. The dim,dark,dusty corridor was my only view. Silent screams of ending before they start.

A built figure drew the key into the steel lock the door greked open. I was out of my gray,inconvenient,invincible box but in more danger than before. I walk out to find a mob of criminals eyeing me down,they wanted my gone and quick. I thought my hands as they move in, I had spotted my escape. A little sewage drain that lay below me. No time to breathe I went down.The distraught mob of Crimes reach for me but they were to big and built. No I'm out. I'm really out but little did I know the cameras were fixed on me. Searching through disgusting sewage my hands shook is the pressure of getting out came to me, all hope was lost. The police was were closing in what was I going to tell you them. They had seen me but they weren't police,no badge,no uniform. They work for the bad side they had disguised  as police to help their team and when they found out I was good they wanted me gone. They were armed. The leader clachers the trigger of the merciless killer. He shot!!! ARRR ARRR I What a night mare.