The man darts through the warehouse aisles. He turns down a long and darkened corridor, ahead of him an illuminated doorway, a few feet before he can exit Cander is able to grasp his arm. Cander aggressively swings the man’s other arm behind him and pushes him to the ground. Placing him in handcuffs, the man relaxes and complies. “That was fun.” the man whispers, with a smile. “You guys are always happy aren’t you?” Cander says. To which the man smiles in response. Cander walks him back to the front of the warehouse. The backup team has arrived. Four bodies lie on the floor. The rest of the members are being handcuffed and pushed into a van. He escorts his man to the van, and walks over to a member of the backup team describing the scene. “These four opened fire as we entered the building, the rest we were able to apprehend before it got worse.” “Where’s Ron?” Cander asks. The backup member points to an ambulance outside the door, Cander finds Ron lying on the …show more content…
“That luck finally ran out I guess?” he taps Ron lightly on his other shoulder. “Good call on the backup. They were quick weren’t they?” Ron says. “Actually they were on the slower side.” “You called before we walked in didn’t you?” “Yes, and good thing I did, things got a bit heated.” “All this time and you still haven’t learned to trust me.” Ron says shaking his head. Cander steps back. “Oh come on, after all the-“ Cander is cutoff by Ron. “If not before, then do it now,” Ron’s tone is somber and serious. “And be cautious with it.” Cander is puzzled at the paradoxical statement and tries to laugh it off. Ron maintains his eye contact and expression, wanting to make sure Cander remembers what he said as if it was carved in stone. A member of the backup team carts Ron into the ambulance. “Ron?” Cander asks, still not understanding. The ambulance doors close before any
Arnie leapt up to Dr. Franklin and gave a tremendous blow to the right side of his face, He. went flying and hit himself on the electric fence and electrocuted. himself very badly that he died. This revealed that since they weren't in contact as normal they still had great potential as a team worker. It shows that they were all there.
He begins unhitching the team pulling the carriage but, again, Martha Elizabeth gently takes hold of his arm. She begins to draw him toward the house and voices her concern that he should eat and then get some rest. Thad becomes agitated and pulls away but his daughter is persistent and tries again to lead him to the house. He pushes her and she falls, Thad then threatens to punish her if she doesn’t do as he says. Martha Elizabeth does as her father says but she stands in the kitchen door watching him, this clearly shows just how worried she is about her father and his
“I’d like to repeat the advice I gave you before, in that I think you really should make a
Happiness, the state of being happy; it is a part of natural human emotion. Happiness is sought out by everyone, as it is one of the most fundamental values of life. It can be as small as going back home after school or as big as winning a lottery. My personal definition of happiness is the simplest things such as spending time with my friends, getting a little break in between studying, listening to my favorite songs, or getting a good mark on a quiz or a test. Similarly, the individuals in the texts had pursued or wanted to pursue happiness through simplest things in life. In the poem “Swing Valley” the writer is reminiscing about the time when him and his friends experienced joy by carelessly swinging on a rope enjoying the momentary release from the gravity. Secondly, the individual from the short story “Home Place” by Guy Vanderhaeghe, also reminisces about his happiness he pursued in his youth and
"When Eliza, Lindsay, and I all finally stood up to walk to the ambulance to get bandaged up, the crowd stood and gave us a standing O. We went on to win the game bug, but my topple made everything else anticlimactic."
Later, friends found him on the floor in a pool of blood. They called the ambulance and
The man is chained to the desk, and a beaming light pierces his robin egg-colored eyes. The next thing he hears are muffled voices. The voices now become more clear, and then the first words become comprehensible,”We caught you”. The man then hangs his head in mortification. He was a world class criminal, and had never been snagged before, until now. He has no idea how they captured him. He had hacked into the police department's network and checked on their painfully slow, monotonous progression of their investigation into his previous offenses. Then he remembers the story he heard flash on to the news, “Police Department need to hire more Shrinks to help Reduce Crime.” He then had that moment that in the movies, lightbulb magically appears
Andy is quickly brought to the terrible realisation of his prison, including a corrupt warden, brutal guards and warped inmates, asserting their dominance with rape and beatings. Andy, however, does not fall, and remains hopeful of his innocence.
When they get there, they find a silver car crashed into a dark red and black truck that has a tan tarp over the back of it. They find a victim with a bleeding leg walking towards them.
Brian goes back to his room full of struggle. He has no idea what he should do next to find out who is the criminal.
''hey why do you get the machine gun it doesn't need to reload '' I shouted to Leon ,''well is it fair that it's you and Kevin are on a team against me?'' he shouted back. ''fine'' I said ''but we get the basement.'' 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9, 10, '' let the war begin'' Kevin said, as soon as he finished talking Leon rushed down the stairs and hid in a spot where
If you ask anyone what home means to them more than likely you’ll get several different opinions. In my case home has never been a specific place it’s always been wherever my mom was! My Mother and I have been moving from place to place ever since I could remember.
Being raised in a small town lower classed city called Cleveland Texas, my goal was to make it out of the rural area. The blue house is what I called my childhood home, even though most of the blue paint was chipped off and you mostly seen wood with a few areas of chipped blue paint. Before, getting to the house you had to go about a half mile down a red dirt clay road before getting to what looked like a small blue shake. Living in the home was a total of ten people, which included myself, mother, father, three siblings and three older cousins that stayed with us at the time. There were three small bedroom that did not include any type of closet, a full sized bed, and two dressers with a small TV with the fat back attached to it. It also had
There is only one place in this world I would go to find the meaning of life, my childhood home. In my memories, that house has always been my sanctuary. Safety brings a touch of tranquility, free of twisted negativity that would clear the way of finding the meaning of my life. My house opens a door to a whirlwind of deep love for everything it stands for and distaste for the way it looks. When you 're living in an unseemly house, surrounded by people who thinks its an eyesore, was when I learned the superficiality of the people around me. That house became my heaven as well as, my hell. I was caught between my appreciation for my own home and the approval of others, but as I grew up I found out what I should treasure more is the simple joys of life.
“Home is where love resides, memories are created, friends always belong, and laughter never ends (Robot check).” A place becomes a home for me when I am around all the things that I enjoy and love. For example, when I am around everyone that I love, I enjoy a peaceful environment and the beautiful landscapes around me. The interpretation of home for me is not a physical thing that I see or that I can remember or even certain thoughts that I can relate, but it is a sensation that overcomes me when I envision being in the comfort of my own home. However, I know that this is a feeling that is calming to my soul and it quietly reassures me that I genuinely belong in a place where I can be free from people constantly judging me.