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I was laying on my couch watching the Packers versus 49ers, the score was 48 to 0, and Rodgers had just made a 45 yard  touchdown pass, when my phone started beeping. I pulled it out and saw that my sidekick ,fred, had found the location of the ancient gold coin, the first ever made coin, worth over  500 million dollars. He said it was in Russia on top of Mount Hua Who. He said I should look for a cave on the top of the mountain, he mentioned that it would be very dangerous. I immediately turned off the TV and ran down to my archaeologist lab to start packing. I knew I had to bring the 1st class supplies. I hopped into my pink  Mustang Boss LS and rushed to my private airport airport to hop onto my jet.

As soon as I got in the air onto the jet I told my driver to go full speed to Moscow Russia. As I was studying the coordinates of the Hubawho mountain my phone rang. It was Fred he told me to meet him at the Todds bait shop just north of moscow. I got off the plane and went over to a car dealer and bought a red jeep with jacked up wheels so I can journey to the mountain without walking. I sped to the bait shop and saw that Fred wasn’t there. I tried calling Fred on my phone but he didn’t answer. I looked around and found a piece of paper in Fred's hand writing. It said “ Go, mountain, quick, indians,lots” I went inside to use the bathroom and found fred, dead in the stall with a spear through his heart. I was so angry I jumped in my jeep and sped off to the destination… I was about  5 miles away from the mountain when the road ended.  I could see an army of indians guarding the mountain. Then I knew that this coin was going to be harder to get then I thought…

I hopped out of the jeep and grabbed an assortment of weapons, I grabbed two Steyr m1912s ( machine gun pistol) and a Bretta m12 machine gun, and a knife strapped to my ankle.  I decided to grab some food to just in case. I started to walk to the mountain when I realized that there are probably going to be traps everywhere. I continued to walk cautiously, keeping an eye out for anything suspicious. I had gone about a mile when I hit the first trap, I was walking and all of a sudden I was dangling from a rope 10 feet above the ground. I cursed, and grabbed a knife strapped by my ankle, and cut the rope, I fell to the ground, and screamed, the knife had went into my leg when I fell, I was in so much pain that I blacked out.

I woke up and saw that I was like in a cave or something. I frantically got up and realized that my leg was better I looked down and saw that someone had bandaged it up. I looked around and found another section of the cave, and there sleeping on a makeshift bed was an indian. I stood there for a second wondering what I should do. Apparently that guy had fixed my leg. I decided to just leave a note on the nightstand by his bed saying thank you. I got out of the cave and realized that I was now farther away from the mountain. I sighed, and continued to walk.

I made it all the way to the mountain without running into any trouble. It was already getting dark so I decided to get some rest, I climbed a nearby tree and instantly fell asleep. I woke up at around 1:30. I looked out of the tree and saw that there were not as many indians. I decided that this was the time to strike. I climbed out of the tree, and one of the indians had saw me. He threw a spear at me and missed. I came up close and knifed him. The next hour or so I was going all beast mode and was shooting every moving thing. I had killed every indian at the base of the mountain so I started climbing. The mountain was really hard to climb, especially in the dark. I was Half way up when an enourmous spear whistled by ear. I looked up and saw a huge giant, at least 20 feet tall. I shot it in the head but that didn’t do anything. I pulled out my big gun and went all nacho on it. This time it felt it, one of the most powerful machine guns in the world right to the head. It yelled in pain and fell down the mountain. I continued to climb. I was about ten feet away from retrieving the coin. I grabbed it and alarms blared everywhere. I looked down and saw 10s of thousands of indians. I put the coin in my pocket and called a helicopter to come and get me, quick.

I was so relieved when I saw the helicopter, I hopped in quickly just as the first wave of indians were approaching. I was so happy to have gotten the coin. As soon as I got home there were already a couple hundred texts saying they would buy the coin. The highest offer I got was 1.12 billion dollars. I decided to sell it  to the local museum for 900 million dollars. My live after that was paradise...10 years later I  started my own museum. I had gotten married. I lived happily ever after.

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