This is why people hate america.Cause of people like say,"OH YEAH AMERICA IS THE BEST YOU SUCK WE DID ALL OF THIS PURSLEVES WE BETTEER!!!!!!!"which is all wrong.No need to get into details.
Profile-John
I laugh at skelo clawing at the door for churros but soon I feel sometthing overcome me and I run to the door for churros,also.
as I see them both running to the churros I practically leap at the door. (since you said he clawed at teh door I assume its locked.)
ME: step aside.
I pull out a hairpin and begin working on the lock.
Me: were in.
Skelo: that was fast- whoa! where did all this glass come from?
John: someone broke through the window! But it's four stories up theres no way he could- (im assuming were in a safehouse)
Me: its a ladder! and its still propped up!
John: whoever came here took all the churros!
Me: No churros? Man he's got GUTS the jerk!
I hear a footstep and turn around.
Me: Hello? is anyone else here?
I peek around the corner. Only to find nobody. I DO find a tape recorder.
SLAM
Skelo: The door!
Me: there isn't a keyhole on this side!
John: Were locked in!
Me: and without churros too! wait. we could climb out and look for another entrance!
John: are you mad?!
Me: Do you wanna be stuck up here?
John: ...
I climb down first, and john second with skelo on the back.
We walk for a bit.
Skelo: there's lots of tree near this safehouse- Whoa!
It happens to John and me too. My foot is yanked upwards and my head hits the ground pretty hard. My vision goes blurry but then my eyes focus. Im hanging upside down and so is John and Skelo.
john: A trap? no problem ill just get my gun and- where is it? I look around and our guns have flown out of our hands out of our reach.
