• Everyone is scurrying around the room trying to find the emergency exit. I just calmly, yet swiftly walked out of Browns Hip-Hop Club just in time for a taxi to pull up, and I was gone.

    As I walked through the front door of my apartment, the phone rang. I picked it up and all I heard was breathing, then there was screaming, then I heard 3 gun shots, I tried to make out the voice but couldn't. I winced at the sounds coming from the telephone. Finally, the phone went dead and the line dropped.

    Next, there was 6 loud thuds at my front door. I peered through the peep-hole in the door just to find a couple of Skull Merchant thugs. They we're heavily armed with tommy-guns, grenades, and dynamite.

    I unlocked the door and called to them, "come in." I dashed into the closet, ripped some things apart and took out my pistol, just to be safe. I heard one of them say ,"you got a nice place here," the broad shouldered man said.

    Just to be polite, I called out into the living room and said, "thanks, I got it at a low price, zero." I wanted to make some small talk so I could stall them for just a long enough time so I could figure out how to take them out.

    One of the smaller toned guys asked how I got the apartment so cheap. I answered back, "I know a few people, who know some people in the business." "Oh ok," tiny toned man said.

    I then without thinking, grabbed the other pistol out of my back pocket, ran into the entrance of the living room, leaped and began shooting.

    It was a malignant fight! I leaped behind my sofa, and only when I knew they we're reloading I would give off a few shots from my pistols. They finally ran out of ammo and I walked up to each of them and shot each of them right between the eyes.

    I knew at that moment that I had to get out of the apartment immediatley! I had to form an alliance with the Backyard Dickens. They we're the people no one knew but the Ink Ballows.

    I then thought, "I need to procure ALL the money in the bank, this meant war!"