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(The story is about a man named Steven Jackson. He is the head of the police officer under the general, Roberto Lariat. He is currently figuring out who committed the murder that happened in a warehouse. When they arrived at the warehouse, Steven had a vision of a shadowy figure reaching under the floorboards for something.)

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  • (The story is about a man named Steven Jackson. He is the head of the police officer under the general, Roberto Lariat. He is currently figuring out who committed the murder that happened in a warehouse. When they arrived at the warehouse, Steven had a vision of a shadowy figure reaching under the floorboards for something.)  
  • (“I don’t understand why you would do this...DROP THE GUN…”) *gasp*  “Woah,” I said ,”Wow I had that dream for the third time this week.” I got up out of bed and walked to the kitchen. I opened the fridge and grabbed the milk carton.
  • I poured out a glass of milk and sat next to the table. “(Why do I keep having that dream)”, I wondered. ‘Ring, Ring’ I grabbed the phone from the kitchen counter. “H-Hello,” the person from the phone said. “Oh general, good morning sir,” I said. “We..we need you to come by as soon as possible,” the general said stuttering. “Why did something happen,” I asked.
  • “No time to explain, come to headquarters right now.” the general said anxiously. I took a big gulp of the glass of milk and rushed to my room. I putted on my uniform, grabbed my keys and rushed to the car. “This must be an emergency.” I said to myself. I drove to headquarters.
  • As I drove down to headquarters, I felt like I was gonna pass out. I was having these weird hallucinations of police officers fearfully pointing their guns at me. I was worried if that was gonna happen in real life. But why would my colleagues point their guns at me. I started to worry.
  • I arrived at headquarters seeing every police officer at the front of headquarters. I came out of the car. “Officer Jackson, thank you for coming,” said the general. “What’s going on sir,” I asked. “ *sigh*, There has been a murder downtown,” said the general. “A murder?” I said ,”But, you sounded so distraught, on the phone, murders happen lots of times.”
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