BOOM. The shattering of a door could be heard twenty miles away. George ran towards the scene of the crime. It was just a petty thief. He was caught and sent to jail in a matter of seconds. On his way back, however he realized that nothing was what it seemed, it was an ambush, he fought. Bullets flew, muscles flexed, by now it was anyone’s guess what was going on. Being stronger, it took him no time to take them out. That was, until he reached the brains behind the plan. He couldn’t believe his eyes. Seeing that face brought a frightening image back to him. But, it couldn’t be…HIM.
Final Destination February 14, 2006