Thursday, December 12, 2002
"Beep, beep, beep.....!" I jumped out of bed. My computer was making wild noises. A new mail had came in from the I.M.C.. It said that a wanted criminal had escaped from DeathGate and had hijacked a spacepod. In the resulting high-speed chase that followed, the pod was shot and was last seen hurtling towards the planet, Earth. The last line read: all agents on earth to be on high alert. Well, at last, there is some action. After papers, i read the newspapers to see if i could get any information regarding a crash or anything. I found none. As usual, i took my daily stroll round the neighbourhood. Nothing much had changed except the cars on the road. When i returned, i found that power to the building had been cut due to some technical fault. It was only three hours before the power was restored.By that time, another mail had came in. It was from fellow merc, Colin. He said he managed to dig up some information regarding the wanted criminal and wanted us to meet. The appointed time was 2pm on Monday at Raffles Town Club. Suddenly feeling rather restless, i went for a short weights training regime before sharpening my shooting skills with a training pistol.
12/12/2002 10:43:00 AM
