Pyschotika
19-10-2006, 15:59
Alexander rolled in his bed, sweating and murmuring. He could not tell whether or not he was asleep or awake, he was just stuck in a paranoia of dampness. Thoughts flushed through his head, memories even. He started to shiver, but stopped. He was awake, he knew it now. The sweat ran down his forehead, and damped his bedding beneath him. He stared at the ceiling, and murmured to himself. Something was bothering him, he knew it. Something was...something was very very wrong.
He looked over at his alarm clock, and sighed. "Shit..." he murmured, and sat up. He yawned, and rubbed at his eyes. "What's gotten into me lately..." he murmured more. He eyed his wall now, scanning it in the dimly lit room. He looked out his window, and could barely see the moon through the smog. "I seriously have to get some sleep..." he said, clearly this time. He lay down, and blinked. He was asleep.
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There was a loud knock on his, and then a man yelled through it. "LAPD, OPEN UP WE'VE GOT A WARRANT!" and the man knocked again, this time harder. This woke Alexander up, his eyes wide open. He got out of his bed, and looked for his pants. "WE'RE GIVING YOU TWENTY SECONDS, OR WE'LL BUST THIS DOOR OPEN!" the man yelled again, sounding angry. Alexander heard his cellphone ring loudly, and he murmured a curse word. He found his pants with his wallet, and he pulled them on. He took a t-shirt from the floor, not remembering where he got it from but did it really matter?
Fully-dressed, he picked up his cellphone but continued to neglect answering it. He saw on it's little display 'Mikhail', he knew who it was but he didn't have any time to speak about the old country. He heard a large crash against his door, they were trying to get in. He cursed, and kicked out the screen of his window. He was on the fire escape now, and was contemplating what to do next. He heard another crash, and from below a 'THERE HE IS, GET HIM!'. He heard a ping off of a fire escape ladder, and suddenly he felt him self get a rush. He climbed the two ladders until he was on the rooftop, and could hear the similar voice yell from below.
"SHIT, HE'S ON THE ROOF!" but it didn't deter Alexander. He looked around him self, and saw a door. "Shit..." he was a rat stuck in the inviting cheesey, yet deadly trap. He cursed again, but ran to the door. It was unlocked, luckily, and he ran through the stairs until he got to the 8th floor, the top. He rushed him self through the door, and ran. Someone was getting out of his apartment and recognized him. "Hey Alex, what the hell is all the commotion?" but Alexander didn't respond.
OOC School...meh
He looked over at his alarm clock, and sighed. "Shit..." he murmured, and sat up. He yawned, and rubbed at his eyes. "What's gotten into me lately..." he murmured more. He eyed his wall now, scanning it in the dimly lit room. He looked out his window, and could barely see the moon through the smog. "I seriously have to get some sleep..." he said, clearly this time. He lay down, and blinked. He was asleep.
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There was a loud knock on his, and then a man yelled through it. "LAPD, OPEN UP WE'VE GOT A WARRANT!" and the man knocked again, this time harder. This woke Alexander up, his eyes wide open. He got out of his bed, and looked for his pants. "WE'RE GIVING YOU TWENTY SECONDS, OR WE'LL BUST THIS DOOR OPEN!" the man yelled again, sounding angry. Alexander heard his cellphone ring loudly, and he murmured a curse word. He found his pants with his wallet, and he pulled them on. He took a t-shirt from the floor, not remembering where he got it from but did it really matter?
Fully-dressed, he picked up his cellphone but continued to neglect answering it. He saw on it's little display 'Mikhail', he knew who it was but he didn't have any time to speak about the old country. He heard a large crash against his door, they were trying to get in. He cursed, and kicked out the screen of his window. He was on the fire escape now, and was contemplating what to do next. He heard another crash, and from below a 'THERE HE IS, GET HIM!'. He heard a ping off of a fire escape ladder, and suddenly he felt him self get a rush. He climbed the two ladders until he was on the rooftop, and could hear the similar voice yell from below.
"SHIT, HE'S ON THE ROOF!" but it didn't deter Alexander. He looked around him self, and saw a door. "Shit..." he was a rat stuck in the inviting cheesey, yet deadly trap. He cursed again, but ran to the door. It was unlocked, luckily, and he ran through the stairs until he got to the 8th floor, the top. He rushed him self through the door, and ran. Someone was getting out of his apartment and recognized him. "Hey Alex, what the hell is all the commotion?" but Alexander didn't respond.
OOC School...meh