Monday, November 7, 2011

Light switch

     The light switch on the wall was too far for me to reach, so my surroundings were still unknown.  I was strapped to chair by may wrists, ankles, and chest.  I also noticed that the chair was bolted to the ground so there was no possible means of escape for me.  At that moment, I realized that I was about to be interrogated by means of torture. 
     I've been an under cover agent for the U.S. government for a decade now.  Most of my work has dealt with China and their threat of a nuclear attack and world domination.  In all of my years as a spy, I've never once been exploited by the enemy, but now, I've found myself in a very sticky situation.
     Still immobilized by the straps, I heard a door open.  A man entered the room, but I couldn't tell who it was because there was still no light.  He mumbled something in Chinese, so I could tell he was not here to set me free.  He approached me and placed a cold blade up to my face and said in rudimentary English, "Who are you?" I didn't reply.  At that moment, I could tell he was going to strike me with his knife, but then all of a sudden, the door burst open again and gun shots fired.  The lights then turned on, and the Chinese man layed on the ground with a pool of blood next to him.  My comrades had come to save me...

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