The End That Never Was

It was 6 o'clock in the evening, the sun had just gone down. Two
figures hidden beneath the shadows of the night walked out of their
house. Suddenly it thundered, just as they had expected. Pulling their
raincoat closer to themselves they walked down the road silently. As
they turned around the corner walking along the river bank, they saw a
yatch with a small man smoking a cigar, next to him sat a dog, whose
gaze never left them. They could hear him emit a low growl.
A screeching car drew their attention startling them, they realized
that they had to walk quickly. The evening traffic was piling up….they
had to reach their destination.
As they climbed up the hill they could slowly see their destination
appear. That old run down house was their meeting place. A cold shiver
ran down their spine as they approached the huge rotting iron gates.
As the hinges creaked, they slowly reached for their guns, hands on
the holsters. They could not believe that the moment had finally come.
Either they would come out in body bags or he would.

Ekta
Sharon
Tsaeling



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Ms.Tsaeling .W. Kwok
PP1 Class Teacher
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