Operation: Pitch Black: Difference between revisions

-Place: Secret Operation’sOperation's Base -Location: Some where in Nevada -Date: June/8/2000 -time: 14:00 -Intel: Special Unit’sUnit's Jack Donald, Caleb Capperson, Paul O’nealO'neal, and David Mc Coin’sCoin's Mission Briefing.

"Men, I have a top secret mission for all of you! You are all going to Sanford, Maine! We have intel that terrorists are hiding out in an old, abandoned, brick factory. Your mission is to go there, and take them out." Ordered the General. "Jack Donald, you will be leading this mission, we are counting on you." That was what I was told that day, before we left. That day, I was a Hero, but no one believes me. What I saw back in that building, was like nothing any one had seen before! No mortal eyes have laid sight to what seems to be something that belonged to the burning bowels of Hell. Not until that day. Please listen to my story, it may one day save your life. That day, I was with my squad in the helicopter. Let me tell you about my squad. First off, was Caleb Capperson. He was a medium height, thin guy. He was always good with acrobats, but it seemed like he practiced more slang than anything else. Then there was Paul O’NealO'Neal, he was the human heavy weaponry. He was the real life Rambo, able to kill some one with one single punch to the face. Then there was David, my trusty, loyal companion since high school, always there for me when I needed it most. Our personalities are almost the same, but not quite. I miss David the most from that day. Any ways, back to the story. "How do terrorists infiltrate Maine!? This is crazy foh’foh' Schizzle!" Caleb Complained. "I don’tdon't know how, but either way, we have to take them out, one way or another." Answered David. "Exactly" Paul and I agreed. We were almost there.

-Place: Unknown -Location: Sanford, Maine -Date: June/9/2000 Time: 7:00 -Intel: Special Unit’sUnit's Squad lands for Operation: Pitch Black.

"Enter if you dare..." Was written in blood on the forehead of a dead terrorist. He was hanging by a chain, his neck slit. It was sick, inhumane, and disgusting. What mind could come up with this... The smell was putrid, and the building was dark, almost pitch black, except for the door wide open and the little cracks in the walls. Columns were lined up all over the building. Spider webs, little wet spots, it was totally abandoned, or was it? We turned our flash lights on and got are guns pulled out. We all headed left first. "What the heck!" Yelled Paul. He tripped over a body, but it was only a torso. He was missing limbs, and his head. The weirder part, the stubs all looked chewed up! "I don’tdon't think I want to do this any more!" Caleb said, really shaken up.