Original question: Write a story which involves a place underground
The officers removed their pristine handkerchiefs and held it tightly against their noses, just leaving enough gap for a whiff as the cylindrical sewer lid was pried open. They stood in the gloomy alley which was incongruous with the bright, noisy street just a few feet away. They prepped their guns and secured their batons on their belts as they descended the sewer.
Earlier this morning officer John had received word of the whereabouts of the drug trafficking gang leader. Nobody believed that they would be carrying out their dirty activities in a slump underground, but what more could be expected. These criminals had been very elusive, leaving behind very insignificant clues they could trace back. However, the forensic department worked assiduously to track one member of the gang. A notorious criminal previously imprisoned for selling drugs in high school. Four officers — two seniors and two juniors — were selected to investigate his recent activities and after days of enquiry, John reported seeing the man slip away into an alley this morning.
"His days of glory are over," John whispered as we quietly strode the damp and reeking floor of the underground sewers. All of them were at the peaks of their tolerance but they still fought hard against the suffocating stench for the success of their pursuit. The accomplishment of this mission would raise the ranks of the junior officers as well as increase the salaries of the senior officers significantly, especially John's. An excitement was budding in their hearts as they reached closer to the ends of the path, a curve at the edge hid the impending encounter from their eager eyes. A silent murmur could be heard from behind the corner and a flickering light made the fetid water shine intermittently. The anticipation was building up. "Our biggest catch yet," John's thoughts resonated with these words. A smile was tugging at his lips as he signaled the others to move quickly behind him.
He moved swiftly and intercepted the corner, "Freeze! Hands on your head!" he screamed as lifted the gun up and pointed straight ahead... Straight ahead into nothing. Nothing but an old, battered recording tape still playing a dialogue and a burning cigar from which wisps of smoke escaped. John's momentary euphoria was overcome with profound humiliation and he couldn't bear to turn his head and face the other officers.
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Descriptives and Narratives(IGCSE English)
RastgeleThis book is a compilation of narratives and mainly descriptives that I wrote as practice work for my IGCSE First Language English course. They are mostly unreviewed and I do not claim that they will achieve top band marks. However, it will be helpf...
