maddysdream
The radar bleeped again. "How far away can you track them?" a bystander anxiously asked. I calmly ignored her growing nervousness and concentrated on finding out everything there was to know about these cons. They had taken a plane, hijacked it on it's way to Georgia.
We set out. It was a beautiful morning when we began to hike up to the top. While the enormous mountain loomed above us, we ignored all of the troubles that we were putting behind us. We would have to face them tomorrow, but today our only trouble was putting one foot in front of the other over and over again. It was an excellent day.
The siren clanged over and over, we ran for our desks. Hiding under them, we waited until the shaking ended, listening to the screams and hearing the crashes. Though it felt like forever, it was only a minute and a half before we clambered out and surveyed the damage.