Cats among Pigeons (Action/Drama/Suspense) Chap 8- The Re-Union
dark_jean:
Hello to all!! :) ....I have been working on a sims 2 story for a while....I liked the way it has turned out, so I am sharing it with all of you....I hope you like it....all comments are appreciated!!!! :cool:
And here is a poster I made for the story!!! ;D
dark_jean:
The town of Lostread is home to the chief research facility of Fringe Science Corporation or FSC – the most scientifically renowned corporation, in the country of Veronure – a powerful country in the world - dealing with enhanced scientific researches chiefly in genetic experiments. But that is only one of the massive fields of their work.
But it is not the only thing that makes Lostread infamous - crime rate is so high that supposedly police cars do not patrol some areas at night. The disappearances linked to Lostread are so common and misleading that once someone goes missing within a week....they are considered dead - unless the missing ones return, which is cent percent hypothetical. Even though, Silverdawn, the capital of Veronure, is very close to Lostread....it has long been proven that being so close has been the reason for Lostread’s increased criminal activity. As the police chief in Silverdawn had once said – “What we do here in turn casts a dark shadow over Lostread.”
So, moral of the day – it is better not to live in Lostread or Silverdawn....rather in Veronure, if one has some love for peaceful life!
simssuperfan:
Good premise! I hope you can do more chapters soon!
dark_jean:
simssuperfan - I am glad that you are liking it already! and here is Chapter 1..... :)
He was running as fast as he could.....
But his assailant seemed to be catching up with him very quickly.
It was dark.....but the damned street lights were giving his position away.....not that the darkness would have helped him at all.
He wondered why....why did he have to do it? Obviously he had no idea the situation would rebound upon him. It was not one of the nights when he could get away smoothly.....as he would do in his line of work.
He ran and he ran away.....he took at turn around the playground.....
“There's the wall!”
Feeling safer, he tried to get on to the wall and over.....
But as the night was turning out to be.....he slipped and fell on the ground. Not one of his lucky nights!
His assailant was almost behind him as he took another chance at getting over the wall.....to his safety!
He failed again.
He turned around.....he could see the gun reflecting in the streetlight.
He knew he had no other way.
“PLEASE! PLEA.....!” he choked and coughed as his throat became dry in fear, and his assailant cocked the gun.
“NOOOOO!” he screamed, almost begging for his life, “Please let me go! I...I won’t tell Galt anything...I won’t I promise!”
“I can’t believe I am seeing you like this,” smirked his assailant, “You seemed to manly to me before. You pathetic loser!”
“Please....I beg of you! Please leave me.”
“Well! I’ve been here too long to know something, you know, what that is?” continued his assailant mockingly.
There was silence....expect for his heavy breathing out of fear.
“Keep your enemies dead.”
BANG!
dark_jean:
The weather forecast said it was going to rain today. It was raining!
And she was kneeling over a grave.....it belonged to her mother.
She felt sad that she could only visit her mother’s grave only once in a month. But she did not have any other choice.
She was settled in Lostread and it was far away from where her mother died.
It had been almost thirteen years since her death....but she remembered everything vividly.
She shivered.....she still wished that night was a nightmare which did not happen! But it did!
It was raining that night.....she was just coming downstairs to have dinner.....
The front door suddenly burst open.....she heard it and stopped.
There were a few men.....they were walking towards the kitchen.
She was certain that her mother had not heard it.....she must still be wearing the headphones.
The men would pass through below.....she peeped through the bars.....there were two men.....one man had a patch over his eye......
.......and the other one had a hidden gun inside his jacket.
NO!
Her father had told her once.....if someone carried a gun in their home other than him or police.....they are bad people!
She tiptoed upstairs to call the police....without having any idea what could have happened downstairs.
By the time she had dialled 900.....she heard two muffled shots downstairs.
The next thing she remembered was that police were all over their house.....and the nice lady police was holding her tightly and telling her that her mother was in critical condition.....
And she was carrying the memories of that night all these years.....probably that is why she did not get upset when her father left her everything and vanished.....she had become stronger.
She was eighteen then and very grown-up compared to any eighteen year old girls.....
Suddenly there was an audible rustling behind her....
She became conscious of her surrounding.....she did not want herself to be seen in the graveyard.
She left.
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