plz be nice haha.
I didn't check this over, and it is just a rough story.
i'll probably continue.
Feet shuffle. Running. Go go go. We keep our heads down, constantly turning, looking for Guards. When we finally reach the house we are so tired we need to sit down for a minute, panting. The house is a faded white; one of the few wooden houses still around. It's door is dark green, it's doorknob a rusted gold. “Well?” someone asks. I step up the three concrete steps. When I reach the top, I put my ear to the door. After a few seconds, I give a thumbs-up to the rest of the group. I take out my beam gun and point it in front of me. With the other hand, I slowly turn the doorknob and open the door.
I use the flashlight on my gun to look around. Clear. Another thumbs-up. We enter the house. I keep my flashlight on while I look around for valuables. Jewels on a table. Swipe. Stuff into pocket. I and a few others enter the room to the left while the rest enter the room to the right. File cabinet to the right. Open drawers, bottom up, as always. Nothing but papers. “Hey man!” someone shouts. I look around. I see him looking at me. I come over to him. He is standing over a table, looking down at it. There's a sniper rifle on the table. “Is it loaded?” I ask. He flips the gun over. No clip. “Nope.” he answers. “Leave it.” I say.
Just after I say that I hear a high-pitched siren and see a red light flashing. “This is the Guard Police. Step out or we will kill you.” “Oh ****,” I say. “Oh ****. Run.” I point my beam gun at the window and pull the trigger. The window smashes into a million pieces. We all jump out. We look around and don't see any Guards until about ten seconds, where we see them chasing us. Feet shuffle. Running. Go go go.
I didn't check this over, and it is just a rough story.
i'll probably continue.
Feet shuffle. Running. Go go go. We keep our heads down, constantly turning, looking for Guards. When we finally reach the house we are so tired we need to sit down for a minute, panting. The house is a faded white; one of the few wooden houses still around. It's door is dark green, it's doorknob a rusted gold. “Well?” someone asks. I step up the three concrete steps. When I reach the top, I put my ear to the door. After a few seconds, I give a thumbs-up to the rest of the group. I take out my beam gun and point it in front of me. With the other hand, I slowly turn the doorknob and open the door.
I use the flashlight on my gun to look around. Clear. Another thumbs-up. We enter the house. I keep my flashlight on while I look around for valuables. Jewels on a table. Swipe. Stuff into pocket. I and a few others enter the room to the left while the rest enter the room to the right. File cabinet to the right. Open drawers, bottom up, as always. Nothing but papers. “Hey man!” someone shouts. I look around. I see him looking at me. I come over to him. He is standing over a table, looking down at it. There's a sniper rifle on the table. “Is it loaded?” I ask. He flips the gun over. No clip. “Nope.” he answers. “Leave it.” I say.
Just after I say that I hear a high-pitched siren and see a red light flashing. “This is the Guard Police. Step out or we will kill you.” “Oh ****,” I say. “Oh ****. Run.” I point my beam gun at the window and pull the trigger. The window smashes into a million pieces. We all jump out. We look around and don't see any Guards until about ten seconds, where we see them chasing us. Feet shuffle. Running. Go go go.
I'll type again I guess haha.
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