so this soldier goes awol from his unit and goes into exile in a village where there are no questions asked about your past. so he lives there for the next couple years and then one day a surprise attack occurs on them
he looks around and sees that children are murdered in cold blood. the villagers are all dead, the elder who was like a father to him since he arived there was murdered. he goes to his bunker and grabs the gun that he hasnt even touched since he left. he cocks it, closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, counts to three, and opens his eyes.
what he sees is a place where no battle took place. it is the same before it was attacked. no dead, no exploded cars, no nothing. its the same village he lived in for the last few years sans the villagers. no one is there.
all that remains from that attack is a message on the wall
''No one thing is safe. You are not free. We know what you will do.""
right now i want it all to seem 'like he is going crazy but isnt.
i want it to seem like he is but its a third party messin with his head. sort of a.....idk how to explaine it.
a third party controlling all. pullin all the strings. working behind the scenes. they run it all. not the president. not the goverment. not the king, queen, policeman, or mayor. they are the real power.
and they have a special interest in our little friend
these men bhind the scenes have pulled every string and have made history what we know it as 2day. the sunk the titanic, started (and ended) WW1 & 2, brought down the trade towers, brought osama to where he is today, made the airplane, built the country that it is today, that sorto thing. people didnt do these things, these men, these agents did. they pulled every stop they could and we have no say in our lives. it may look it but they control all. they know and play our moves. like a game of chess
Me n Cori Marie were brainstormin ideas for this. so let us know what u think.
Ill publish the transcript l8r. if i can.
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