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<blockquote data-quote="fenzer" data-source="post: 329354" data-attributes="member: 506"><p><strong>3:43 a.m., August 9th, 2002, Salt Lake City, Utah, USA, Earth </strong> </p><p></p><p>“Stand up and turn around.”</p><p></p><p>Josh throws the hunting rifle to the side and slowly rises turning on his heals. For the first time Josh has a look at one of the men who has been trying to kill him, tall, lean, dark hair cut short and professional, dressed in a suit and tie, holding a small caliber semi-automatic pistol with a silencer.</p><p></p><p>“<em>He doesn't look so tuff.</em>" Josh says to himself. “<em>I can take him.</em>”</p><p></p><p>Before the gunman can give another command Josh lunges swinging hard for the man’s face. The gunman sees the move the moment Josh strikes and counters with a hard strong impact to Josh’s skull sending him to the ground. </p><p></p><p></p><p>Jen, sitting by the large sliding glass window in James’ apartment, looks over the street below. “What is taking them so long?” Jen says more out of aggravation then anything. “I called ten minutes ago.”</p><p></p><p>“It’s four o’clock in the morning, Jen. I am sure they will get here as soon as they can.”</p><p></p><p>“Hey! I think I see one of them. He’s across the street at the house on the corner. What’s he doing?”</p><p></p><p></p><p>Picking Josh up by his shirt and looking directly into his eyes, he demands “Where is the canister?”</p><p></p><p>Still seeing stars, Josh mumbles, “What canister?”</p><p></p><p>Throwing Josh to the ground and leveling his weapon, the man states, “I won’t ask you again.”</p><p></p><p>Everything slows down and Josh can make out every detail of his environment, the wet grass, the dirt on the mans shoes and pant cuffs, his belt buckle and black tie, the blood on his jacket…blood? The report from the weapon sounds like long rolling thunder during a summer rain storm moving through him and away. “<em>I didn't feel anythng. Am I dead?</em>” Josh just sits there as the man stumbles and starts to run.</p><p></p><p> </p><p>“I got him!” James yells as he looks over his pistol at his target a half a block away. “He’s running!”</p><p></p><p>Jen waists no time and calls the cops again. During her short conversation she tells the 911 operator that shots have been fired.</p><p></p><p></p><p>Pulling his wits about him, Josh gets to his feet and chases after the man. About a block later, Josh lunges into the air and pulls off one of his best open field tackles. The man slams into the pavement of the sidewalk and momentarily goes limp. Josh climbs over the top of him and again is cracked in the head with the man’s pistol. Rolling off and into the gutter, Josh hears the sound of a powerful motor and makes out two headlights coming at him. By the time Josh is on his feet the man is climbing into the suburban and disappearing down the street. Josh stops, curses, and runs back to James’ apartment.</p><p></p><p>Rounding the corner to the apartment, Josh makes out James and Jen handcuffed and being loaded into the back seat of a squad car. He takes cover and waits as the cruisers pulls away. He retrieves his rifle and retreats back to his parent’s house.</p><p></p><p>***</p><p></p><p>That morning the shoot out at the theatre is all over the local news, reporters having a field day with the story. </p><p></p><p>Josh goes to the police station and gives testimony of what happened the night before. He also turns over the canister believing it to be the best proof they have. </p><p></p><p>Earlier that morning, Jen was released and sent home. </p><p></p><p>James was booked for firing a weapon within city limits and spent the last six hours in jail. He was released on $5,000 bail posted by his parents.</p><p></p><p>Confused and angry, James waits in his apartment for a phone call from his lawyer. His parents set him up with a friend of the family. When he does call, he tells James that the cops have matched the ballistics from his gun to the one used at the theatre. He says the police are on the way to arrest him for the murders of the theatre manager and the young employee. He says that James should stay put. “We’ll get you out of this.” He consoles.</p><p></p><p>“Oh God, I’m in trouble.” James sits in his apartment his head in his hands. “What am I going to do?”</p><p></p><p>James’ cell phone rings. “Hello?”</p><p></p><p>“<em>Run...</em>”</p><p></p><p>“Hello? Hello!”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="fenzer, post: 329354, member: 506"] [B]3:43 a.m., August 9th, 2002, Salt Lake City, Utah, USA, Earth [/B] “Stand up and turn around.” Josh throws the hunting rifle to the side and slowly rises turning on his heals. For the first time Josh has a look at one of the men who has been trying to kill him, tall, lean, dark hair cut short and professional, dressed in a suit and tie, holding a small caliber semi-automatic pistol with a silencer. “[I]He doesn't look so tuff.[/I]" Josh says to himself. “[I]I can take him.[/I]” Before the gunman can give another command Josh lunges swinging hard for the man’s face. The gunman sees the move the moment Josh strikes and counters with a hard strong impact to Josh’s skull sending him to the ground. Jen, sitting by the large sliding glass window in James’ apartment, looks over the street below. “What is taking them so long?” Jen says more out of aggravation then anything. “I called ten minutes ago.” “It’s four o’clock in the morning, Jen. I am sure they will get here as soon as they can.” “Hey! I think I see one of them. He’s across the street at the house on the corner. What’s he doing?” Picking Josh up by his shirt and looking directly into his eyes, he demands “Where is the canister?” Still seeing stars, Josh mumbles, “What canister?” Throwing Josh to the ground and leveling his weapon, the man states, “I won’t ask you again.” Everything slows down and Josh can make out every detail of his environment, the wet grass, the dirt on the mans shoes and pant cuffs, his belt buckle and black tie, the blood on his jacket…blood? The report from the weapon sounds like long rolling thunder during a summer rain storm moving through him and away. “[I]I didn't feel anythng. Am I dead?[/I]” Josh just sits there as the man stumbles and starts to run. “I got him!” James yells as he looks over his pistol at his target a half a block away. “He’s running!” Jen waists no time and calls the cops again. During her short conversation she tells the 911 operator that shots have been fired. Pulling his wits about him, Josh gets to his feet and chases after the man. About a block later, Josh lunges into the air and pulls off one of his best open field tackles. The man slams into the pavement of the sidewalk and momentarily goes limp. Josh climbs over the top of him and again is cracked in the head with the man’s pistol. Rolling off and into the gutter, Josh hears the sound of a powerful motor and makes out two headlights coming at him. By the time Josh is on his feet the man is climbing into the suburban and disappearing down the street. Josh stops, curses, and runs back to James’ apartment. Rounding the corner to the apartment, Josh makes out James and Jen handcuffed and being loaded into the back seat of a squad car. He takes cover and waits as the cruisers pulls away. He retrieves his rifle and retreats back to his parent’s house. *** That morning the shoot out at the theatre is all over the local news, reporters having a field day with the story. Josh goes to the police station and gives testimony of what happened the night before. He also turns over the canister believing it to be the best proof they have. Earlier that morning, Jen was released and sent home. James was booked for firing a weapon within city limits and spent the last six hours in jail. He was released on $5,000 bail posted by his parents. Confused and angry, James waits in his apartment for a phone call from his lawyer. His parents set him up with a friend of the family. When he does call, he tells James that the cops have matched the ballistics from his gun to the one used at the theatre. He says the police are on the way to arrest him for the murders of the theatre manager and the young employee. He says that James should stay put. “We’ll get you out of this.” He consoles. “Oh God, I’m in trouble.” James sits in his apartment his head in his hands. “What am I going to do?” James’ cell phone rings. “Hello?” “[I]Run...[/I]” “Hello? Hello!” [/QUOTE]
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