Geeeez. They should increase the wording limits for conv. Well here's a shorten snip of my upcoming book,
It was a dark stormy night…
Hard rain crashed onto the ground..
The smell of wet cement filled the air..
So peaceful yet threatening,..
The street lights, shining through the rain..
Just then, these two dark figures broke down a door that was attached to a tall building. as they ran onto the streets.
Splashing is heard as they forcefully run through the rain Stomping their feet on the ground; splattering water onto their dark dress pants.
One of the figure men looked behind them as if they were checking if anyone was on their tail..
The other one looked at the person checking, as the checker nodded.
They both continued to run and slowly came to an end as they stopped and hid in a nearby alley.
Panting, they drop this strange metal briefcase onto the ground.
Clank!
One of the men backed away as they got close and kneeled down as they pulled out a pistol and shot the lock open.
The men who shot it, carefully opened it, as the lock was smoking fumes.
“Is it in there?” the man who backed away asked.
The man who opened the case, threw his hands around as the fume was pushed away…
He reached into the briefcase.. His back turned against his colleague.
He sighs.
He stays silent.
“Well? Are you gonna tell me or am I going to have to check my-”
“What do you think, genius?”
The man behind gets up and walks in circles.
“Oh my f**king god!” he shouts with anger.
“Don’t get too upset Thomas… We’re lucky that this case is actually a type of case that could potentially help me locate the coordinates of the real one..”
(Would add more but limit thingie is stoping me from doing so. :(
