One would think strolling down this crooked dusty path on an inconspicuous island would be paradise. Vibrant green foliage surrounds each side of the unchartered track; the high density of trees control your depth of vision meaning that you can’t see much further than five meters on either side of you. Crunching sounds of my feet hiking along the path constantly get interrupted by the choir of birds singing in the trees. Overhead a brilliant blue sky stretches like as if a sheet was spread on top of the Earth, undisturbed by any clouds. It is a picture that not even an artist could paint. The island would be no bigger than three kilometers in diameter with a beach on the east side, however, the island is mainly dominated by thick forest and its most distinguishing feature is a volcano protruding out of the Earth dominating the skyline. The remnants of my red propeller plane lie in a small clearing in which I emerged from. In order to find a way off this island, I must push forward.

Everlasting, the long trail carries on throughout the foliage. Repetitive as it goes the foliage on either side remains the same with an outline of Redwood trees towering above, barricaded in by a mixture of thick bushes. There almost seems to be a creepy essence to this island, although I can’t put my finger on it. 30 minutes have passed by and my mind starts to wonder where this mysterious path will lead to and how long it will go on for. Overhead the sky still remains as blue as a Sapphire and I can feel the temperature starting to heat up. Rounding another corner I hear something, a rustling in the bushes. Stopping, I scan my surroundings. Looking around. There is an eery silence. “Hello?” I nervously call out? Suddenly I feel a hand on my shoulder. Sharply turning around I look up to this Yellow human like creature. It’s a Tschuma. Already I instantly know what it is from their large frame and bright yellow skin, along with it’s facial features such as its greyish-brown muzzle and pointy nose. I know they mean trouble. My instincts kick in. Instantaneously I strike its face with my left fist. The Tschuma makes a grunting sound and more reveal themselves from the foliage from either side of the path. I’m surrounded by five of them. “Stay back! Or I’ll punch your lips off!” I shout. One of the monsters gnashes its teeth at me, but almost instantly an ear piercing boom blares off, and a bullet hole appears in the monster’s chest. Time pauses, and the wounded creature looks at me. BOOM! The Tschumas head evaporates into fragments of red. More gunshots ring out as the Tschumas start to drop one by one with each going down with an earpiercing screech, and a once hopeless situation turns into hopeful.

Silence. The gunshots have stopped. Where have they come from? Am I safe? I look around

What is happening in this scene? General Aung Sang is in his meeting room with his cabinet members discussing how they will bring democracy into the country. The building has been infiltrated although with military rebels. The rebels then break into the room and shoot General Aung Sung and his cabinet members. Also, another symbol […]

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