The Escape

The sun rose in the horizon, brightening the whole earth. The wind beat down relentlessly on my face and the warmth feel really superb. It was around 8 in the morning. It was a wonderful day for my escape. I stepped on the board, attached myself with the harness, and set off the coast of Florida, bound for Cuba. The speedboat sped off. The splashes of the waves and the unfathomable sound of the speedboat blended …showed first 75 words of 248 total…

…showed last 75 words of 248 total…he passed the briefcase to me. Not long after we shook hands, the cops appeared from the shadows of night. My men fired and fired, while I ran and ran to the rendezvous point, Florida beach. Then, the present once again reappeared. The jet ski behind me hummed as it steadily approached. One of the FBI then took out a sniper rifle, aimed at my head, pulled the trigger, and suddenly...all went pitch dark.