Hostage Japan
Prologue: The Delivery
Street lights blazed passed him, stars brightened up the night sky. His black van speeding down the empty street of Tokyo had an odd feeling to it, normally, the streets would be filled with pedestrians too busy having nothing to do. His cargo was smashing against the walls upon every turn, scaring him half to death every five seconds. A heart attack was on its way in another thirty-two so it didn't really matter. Suddenly, a building approached him, it started out as a small chess piece, standing tall but easily moved, It soon grew into a trophy, then a pillar, than a skyscraper, than dust, debris, stone, smashed ribs, and a concussion. His heart pounded hard as he praying to live. It pounded harder, harder until it was all he could hear. He felt in his head louder, louder until it hurt his ears. Then nothing, no noise, no pain, no heart. "Ha, you lose, Matsuda" He uttered, accepting the blackness that engulfed him.
