Tom Locke: Surviving Today XXVIII

Tom Locke: Surviving Today XXVIII

April 11, 2015 Tom Locke 0

Every Thursday here at http://www.iamliberty.wordpress.com stay tuned for another exciting chapter in Tom Locke’s story. Its not dystopian but, have mercy, its one man’s survival

  •  The great deception

Tom Locke fell from the sky just a day ago. Along with an airliner and its many passengers. The plane collided with a West Virginian mountain side killing everyone on board but Tom. He stumbled out of the wreckage and into the arms of the most organized group of terrorists on American. They call themselves ISIA the Islamic State In America. In a matter of hours they would be executing a country wide attack, a slaughter in the middle of the night on thousands of residential homes across the country. It’s now up to him and an American Muslim named Najair to stop this from happening.

“What do you see brother,” the terrorist spoke in perfect English. It wasn’t English with an Arabic accent. This shocked Tom and relieved him. He thought he would be the odd English speaker.

“We followed them out of these woods and into this town. It’s quiet out there but I though I heard something behind the Pharmacy. Maybe a trash can falling over? Or being moved out of the way? They aren’t far,” Najair fit in so well it was frightening.

“Emergency services arrived for the plane crash last night. We shot the helicopter out of the sky. If they come back we will do the same. Tonight is for Allah. Tonight we take the first step in creating a better America.”

“Allah Akbar!” Najair said without hesitation.

“Allah Akbar!” Tom played his part as well.

The men pressed on towards the opening of the woods. Ryanair fell back behind them and motioned Tom to do the same. The men were excited to kill. You could see it in their eyes.

“If we find them we kill them on site?”

“They are all that stand between us and success. You will bring their heads to the top of this mountain,” The leader of this small band of Muslim killers spoke so matter of factly.

They all crept slowly to the opening in the woods. Staring out across the town, listening. Stalking two shape shifters that looked and sounded just like them. It as the first time during this ordeal that Tom felt as though he was in control.

The two men lifted their guns and aimed them at the men as they looked and listened. Tom and Najair were about five steps behind the men as they focused on the the small town before them. Tom and Najair raised their weapons and pulled the trigger.

 

 

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