Life
Longing for some fresh air, you put on your walking shoes and slip outside.
Ah! There's nothing like some cool morning air to really calm you down. You inhale deeply, then smile.
As you are standing there in the street, a black car suddenly pulls up beside you. The window rolls down just a little, and the guy inside pokes a gun out at you. "Hands up," he says in a menacing voice. Despite the harsh voice, he sounds somewhat familiar, and you wrinkle you brow in confusion, trying to think of who it could be. But the name doesn't come to you.
"I said, hands up!" the guy says harshly, and you jump. Uh oh, this sounds pretty serious. What do you do?
Ah! There's nothing like some cool morning air to really calm you down. You inhale deeply, then smile.
As you are standing there in the street, a black car suddenly pulls up beside you. The window rolls down just a little, and the guy inside pokes a gun out at you. "Hands up," he says in a menacing voice. Despite the harsh voice, he sounds somewhat familiar, and you wrinkle you brow in confusion, trying to think of who it could be. But the name doesn't come to you.
"I said, hands up!" the guy says harshly, and you jump. Uh oh, this sounds pretty serious. What do you do?