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by Mattyman24 on Fri Feb 18, 2011 3:44 am
Up on the roof of a hospital, panting and just waiting for the guards and doctors to come running through searching for him. He had made 2 nurses go into the beds and was surely going to go to prison. So there he was, standing there, edge of a 20-storey building, the wind brushing across his face. There had to be a way down. Somewhere. Daniel heard footsteps running up loudly, then distant shouts of "Put your hands up! We know you're in there!" Daniel screamed silently, running around for places to hide. One of them might be one of THEM. He noticed something, a steel grate and a tunnel inside going down. Air vent! Daniel smiled and grabbed a kind of curved bar off the ground and set to work ripping it off. The door to the roof opened, and 3 uniformed police armed with batons and pistols in their pockets, shouting downstairs, ran toward him. The steel grate clanged then broke off as Daniel threw it at the police. He then winked and dived down the shoot, to either death, criminality, or revenge.
"Never read my posts. If I tell you not to you probably will anyway. If you do though, you will have read it, which means you will have ignored my comment at the start of this sentence. Which means you will have read it and just done the same thing that I told you not to do that you did. Which you will again, until you ignore the thing you are reading now which you will repeat, and you wont be doing the wrong thing because you already ignored the right thing, which is totally wrong."
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