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  You wake up at Seatac, SFO, LAX. You wake up at O'Hare, Dallas-Fort Worth, BWI. Pacific, mountain, central. Lose an hour, gain an hour. This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time. You wake up at Air Harbor International. If you wake up at a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person? We're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.  

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    • The Four

      Gasping like Godzilla he ran for his life, bullets went past him, “ Thank God”, he thought, all aimed at him, but he knew he can’t escape them all, one will go past him visiting his interiors. He turned into the lane and thought if only he had been a spider man he could get to the balcony over there and hide. Thunder steps, 4 people were on the verge to kill. They were given orders and they show no mercy. They knew he can’t run further. ‘Shit’ he thought as he went into it. It was a dead end. All he could think at that moment was to get into a dustbin barrel. “Stinks, but he thought it is better than the smell of his blood”.



      Baffled where the other fours when they realized that he was vanished into thin air, but they aren’t dumb henchmen’s to come back, they knew he has to be here somewhere. They saw up, only one balcony window was open and to get into it you could possibly need someone’s help from the bottom to push you up or rather someone from the balcony should have helped to get him in. Not taking chances, they decided to get in there. They were four and it wasn’t a tough task for one of them to get in there, only to see two females having les. The guy who peeped in thought he couldn’t be here and his motive at the instant was to kill and he had no intentions to watch this female show and he noted this location mentally to come back at a later time.


      They four saw each other once and reassured he couldn’t have possibly got out of this area. There were a no of barrels and garbage, broken car doors, rotten vegetables, stray dogs et:- The place looked like it isn’t cleaned or rather visited by people for years. They knew he obviously have to be inside some barrel or hidden himself among the garbage. They looked each other and their eyes spoke to each other and bang.. There was shooting all over the place. But they could hear no one shouting in vain. They got furious and started to search the place and their efforts were fruitless after an hour. Where can he possibly go? Well that’s hero style. After the four vanish from the place, our hero will come out. Hey this is how they show in films too.
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