The Gamble of ....DEATH
You and Sarah, decide to get together and take Fido your dog for a walk on this nice Sunday afternoon. The day is nice with a couple of cotton ball clouds drifting in the sky, a light gentle breeze across your face, and your love by your side. It can't get no better than this.
You and Sarah both walk to the corner of 5th and Oak St. You both stop and wait for traffic. A big black truck pulls up and stops for the traffic signal.
"Hey look babe, there is that type of truck you like."
The truck is a big black suburban truck with all the window tinted making it look mysterious.
Without sudden notice, the side doors swing open and three men dressed in black with mask on jump out and grab you and Sarah leaving your dog behind.
The truck skids off rounding the corner.
Perhaps you can fight your way out and escape.
You and Sarah both walk to the corner of 5th and Oak St. You both stop and wait for traffic. A big black truck pulls up and stops for the traffic signal.
"Hey look babe, there is that type of truck you like."
The truck is a big black suburban truck with all the window tinted making it look mysterious.
Without sudden notice, the side doors swing open and three men dressed in black with mask on jump out and grab you and Sarah leaving your dog behind.
The truck skids off rounding the corner.
Perhaps you can fight your way out and escape.
