Snippet #2502410

I felt something tap my shoulder and I yawned, stretching. Ooooh...misty. I stood, looking around. While White Protection climbed up to check to see if the coast was clear, I took the glasses and hung them on the neckline of my shirt. I put the helmet on before I heard 'all clear'. I grabbed a bottle of water before following White Protection. It seemed extremely calm and I felt strangely like it was a lie. I looked at the gun I was handed. Hmm.. it looked like a simple Beretta to me. I clipped it to the belt I wore around my waist. Pausing, I looked around. It seemed...empty. Why would the president just leave? Shaking my head, I quickly followed White Protection. I couldn't keep myself safe, but I guess a gun would be useful. I watched the trees, feeling almost as if we were being watched. I took a sip of the water, watching the reflections in the water. Silent, I followed. One thing I'd learned from TV if nothing else: never ask questions aloud if it seems your being followed. That could get you in a lot more trouble then you want to be in.

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Leon woke up in a tent. He cursed, sitting up. Everything hurt. Looking around, he noticed there were three guards, that's it. "Aye Mr. President, it's good to see you're up."
"Where's the others?"
"Well, there's two tangos out on guard and three guys went to get some provisions. We're gonna be camping here a bit until our reinforcements get here." He said, almost as if he where in charge. Leon snickered.
"You have it all planned out don't you...what if she gets away before they get here?"
Silence.
"Exactly. Once I don't feel like I haven't eaten in 4 days, we'll work something new out." He said. His stomach complained loudly. He hadn't eaten since lunch the day before and he felt like he was dying.