"DAMMIT", I exclaimed. Now what am I sop post to do? No transportation and no anti-virus.
I was stuck, no way I was going to get out of this, especially not without the anti-virus. So I
explored, what would hurt my situation anyway?
I could feel that damn virus seeping into me, like a sponge and water. I needed to find
the anti-virus, and I needed to find it fast. I searched harder and harder, only to find nothing,
absolutely nothing.
I soon rembered that Alice and Matt had a case full of it. It would risk me getting caught, but it was a risk I had to take.
I then entered the estate again. The guy at the door earlier, was still there. He turned and looked at me, as if he were asking a question. "All clear", I said, hoping that is what he wanted. He nodded his head, then I continued further and further into the house.
I walked vigilantly with my head down. I hope no one catches me. Those damn bastards, so stupid. They "do" first, then "ask" questions later. They were going to lead this city into nothing but trouble and ruin.
I glanced up, realizing that the place were Matt and Alice had last been seen, was heavily guarded.
I had come up with a plan of the top of my head. I was thinking it would be the best plan for this situation, but only because it was last minute. It was not full-proof, and I had no back-up plan if it did not work, but it was a pretty good plan for being last minute. If it did not work though, I would be screwed.
I approached my plan casually, that way less people would realize what I was doing. I bent down to pick-up the case, but I was stopped by an umbrella worker. He raised his gun and a red dot appeared on my jacket.
"What are you doing", he asked, still holding the gun.
"I was told to take this back to base", I lied, hoping that it would cover for me.
"On whose authorization", he questioned. I was once again stuck. Well, I was until I rembered something.
"Level 7", I covered for myself again, as I handed him my card. I rembered earlier when the man at the door asked me for my card, it said something about being authorized at level 7.
The man glanced at me, then back at the card, then he nodded, "You may go".
"One more thing, I came here in a carpool, I was also told to get the keys from someone standing guard", I said nervously, while a bit my lip.
"Give her your keys", The man said as he nudged someone behind him. The other person handed me his keys as he said "third row, second car on the left. Make sure I get it back".
"Thanks, I'll make sure", I smiled. I walked back out to the building and found the car. It was a nice, small, black sports car. I got in. I drove a little then parked in the woods. I grabbed a black belt and tightened it on my arm. I smacked my arm a bit, making sure my veins were showing. I injected the green substance into my arm. At that moment I felt so much better.
Me: Sorry, short, I know. I wanted to update, so no one would get the idea that I'm the kind of writer who never updates. If you think that, get that idea out of your head! I'm either really busy, or have writer's block. In which case, I had a serious case of writer's block. I am now starting to get the idea of were I am going to take this story. I will sincerely try to update at least once a week, I will definitely update at least once every two weeks. Thanks for sticking with me, next chapter will be longer, I promise! If you ever have any ideas, I would love to know them! Thanks again! PLEASE REVIEW!
-residentevilrain12