| She cautiously walked inside the building in the shadows of the group. Sam had been waiting all night. This was his big break. He had been watching and recording her whereabouts for weeks. Nobody believed him, but Sam knew she was involved in something bad. He got out of the car and followed her. She, a.k.a. Sara, quietly followed the group entering the group. Sara parted from the group, walked up to an abnormal-looking door, and whispered into the door. "Chunky Yogurt." The door screeched open and she stepped in. "Do you have what I asked for," a figure asked while stroking a pampered animal. "Yes, sir. He is on his way. May I ask what you need him for?" "No," he bellowed. "Your money is on the table and you can take your leave as soon as I capture him." Sam, who had lost Sara, did not hear this. If she's up to something, he thought, then I better make sure the building is evacuated. Sam grabbed the fire alarm and pushed down. The alarm blared through the building. People scrambled for the doors. Sam stepped aside and waited for Sara to race for any of the doors. He knew she was scared of fire. Sara paced in front of the door, holding back the temptation. She was scared. She had to go before the fire reached them! "Do not worry, there is no fire. It's a trap, do not let it consume you." Sara stopped pacing and wildly turned to him. She sat down in an uncomfortable position and distracted herself by staring at a wall. Sam waited and waited, and started to loose his patience. He stormed into the hallway and searched for a room that wasn't empty, finally figuring out that that wouldn't work. First, he decided, I should check the guest list to see if I can find any suspicious names. Sam went to the main desk in the lobby and looked at the names. "Why can't I go now," she asked nervously. "You can't leave until he comes here." Sara glared at the shadowy man and conceived a plan to make him pay. She hated waiting like this, so helpless. |
| This is a little bit confusing because it changes who it's talking about. I wrote this in Algerbra, which probably explains why it's so complicated. I'm going to make this a narrative, but I don't know where to go. If you have any suggestions, email me! Hope you like it!! |
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