So today I was bored in class, so I asked a person beside me to give me a starting phase for me to complete as a story. She gave me "It was snowing heavily outside...". So this was the story I did in class.
It was snowing heavily outside when I woke up. I found out that I was abandoned by my team. An empty rifle sat beside me. I was in a deserted house, window glasses shattered. Suddenly my walkie-talkie began to beep. At first I thought it was a malfunction, but later discarded that hypothesis. Once I picked it up from my left leg, the man on the other line said, "Both your teammates were killed in action. You're all alone. There are still enemies hiding. Be at the pier in two hours. A helicopter will be waiting to pick you up. This shall be your last chance. Oh, and, keep the rest of your fingers safe."
It was then when I realized that the ring finger on my left had had been amputated. I left the house and out to the blistering cold. I noticed that beside it was a warehouse. I broke the door and went in. Inside, there were shit loads of ammunition, an awesome looking motorcycle, hefty sandbags and some jacket. I reloaded my rifle, took some other guns and grenades and took the black jacket. I hot-wired the motorcycle and ventured out into the cold road. I knew where the pier was. As I was travelling, two bikers from behind started to open fire at me. I had little to react and just dropped a grenade. To my luck, the grenade blew up just in time and finished them both off. When I reached the pier, it was deserted too. There were flying posters here and there and big barracks in the middle. I had no idea why they were there. As I went to the middle of the pier, people dressed in black started shooting at me. It was an ambush! There were almost 7 of them. They must have seen this forthcoming. I took the machine gun which was hanging on my back and took cover behind one of the sandbags. I started killing 'em one by one. When there were two of them left, I heard the helicopter's blades slicing the wind. I glanced at it and fired a flare to show my presence. It was a little later when I realized it was a grave mistake, as it wasn't my ride. I knew they they would finish me from above. Once they were directly above me, they poured transparent liquid. I thought it was acid, but when it fell on me, nothing affected my skin. It was extremely cold. At that instant I knew what it was. It was water. But it struck me, why would they pour water? To freeze me to death? Then another wave was poured, but this time it was carried along with a low voice saying, "get up!"
The scenery changed as fast as a blink of an eye. I was staring at the ceiling. My clothes were soaked in water. And when I sat upright, I saw my dad with a bucket in hand. He was yelling at me cause I was late for school.
It was snowing heavily outside when I woke up. I found out that I was abandoned by my team. An empty rifle sat beside me. I was in a deserted house, window glasses shattered. Suddenly my walkie-talkie began to beep. At first I thought it was a malfunction, but later discarded that hypothesis. Once I picked it up from my left leg, the man on the other line said, "Both your teammates were killed in action. You're all alone. There are still enemies hiding. Be at the pier in two hours. A helicopter will be waiting to pick you up. This shall be your last chance. Oh, and, keep the rest of your fingers safe."
It was then when I realized that the ring finger on my left had had been amputated. I left the house and out to the blistering cold. I noticed that beside it was a warehouse. I broke the door and went in. Inside, there were shit loads of ammunition, an awesome looking motorcycle, hefty sandbags and some jacket. I reloaded my rifle, took some other guns and grenades and took the black jacket. I hot-wired the motorcycle and ventured out into the cold road. I knew where the pier was. As I was travelling, two bikers from behind started to open fire at me. I had little to react and just dropped a grenade. To my luck, the grenade blew up just in time and finished them both off. When I reached the pier, it was deserted too. There were flying posters here and there and big barracks in the middle. I had no idea why they were there. As I went to the middle of the pier, people dressed in black started shooting at me. It was an ambush! There were almost 7 of them. They must have seen this forthcoming. I took the machine gun which was hanging on my back and took cover behind one of the sandbags. I started killing 'em one by one. When there were two of them left, I heard the helicopter's blades slicing the wind. I glanced at it and fired a flare to show my presence. It was a little later when I realized it was a grave mistake, as it wasn't my ride. I knew they they would finish me from above. Once they were directly above me, they poured transparent liquid. I thought it was acid, but when it fell on me, nothing affected my skin. It was extremely cold. At that instant I knew what it was. It was water. But it struck me, why would they pour water? To freeze me to death? Then another wave was poured, but this time it was carried along with a low voice saying, "get up!"
The scenery changed as fast as a blink of an eye. I was staring at the ceiling. My clothes were soaked in water. And when I sat upright, I saw my dad with a bucket in hand. He was yelling at me cause I was late for school.
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