The Men in The Black Leather Suits

"The year was 2081, and the geeks who were still obsessing over "Star Trek" were having another fake fight out in the court yard. The largest of the five seemed to be driving the ship, he had the same hair as Jeffery Hunter (Christopher Pike) he appeared to be yelling something I could fully understand, but I did know that whatever he was saying he was saying to the Asian who was playing Spock. They had made a life sized battle ship from the original show but it was made out of cardboard so they couldn't go inside of it. I watched from my balcony.

 The more I watched the more I laughed at the chumps with their fake guns and cardboard people they had set up and would shoot at, only when they were shot they would have to walk over and knock them over. One of them was shot by the cardboard people; they really were getting into their fake battle considering that they ever used fake blood if they were shot. As marvelous as it was they all stopped, only then had I realized that it wasn't fake blood. I began to walk backwards into my house where I would call the hospital for help. I closed the balcony door before I had turned around.

Bad move number: 1. Once the doors were closed I turned around only to find that there were eight men, all wearing black leather body suits, and hockey masks so I couldn't tell who they were. But they all were incredibly muscular. I began to worry for myself only when one of them put their index finger over his lips telling me to be quite. They quickly and swiftly moved around me, they cracked open the balcony door and slowly approached the balcony. The first made some sort of sign with his hand that the other seven me could clearly understand, I however had no idea what it meant. Without words they were speaking to one another using only their hands, but it wasn't sign language either. I knew a little sign language like hello and goodbye. But they had a whole different type of sign language. It was remarkable what they were doing, one held onto the marble floor of my balcony, another held onto his feet and another held onto his feet until they were fully at the ground. I suppose they did their little foot attempt so they wouldn't make any noise. I watched as the one on the bottom helped the next and then they caught the third and so on until all eight were on the ground. Again they made signs with their hands, only I think I could understand this one. If I was correct the leader was telling the others to gather up fools playing Star Trek. I was wrong.

They didn't come to save them; they came to finish off what the sniper had failed at. They went up to the fools one by one making it seem like they were meant to help only then did they strangle each and every one of them with a rope. I quickly noticed the one whom was shot hadn't been strangled yet. I quickly yelled telling him to move. Bad move number 2: when I yelled the eight men had also heard me, so quickly the wounded man began to scramble away. The leader had the other seven go after me, I quickly noticed the leader pull out a pistol, I didn't know what would happen if he shot, considering I was never the violent type, I have always enjoyed the peace and quiet, and I would sit in my study and read for hours a day. I ran back into my home and slammed my door shut. I locked it just to be sure, I heard the wounded man begin to yell for help, I was too startled to do anything, I could have called the police but I didn't know if I should have, these men were doing business and I didn't want to be a part of it."

"Sounds to me like you had one heck of a day wouldn't you agree? Tell me how did you make it out of there alive?"
"Terrified I made a dash for the front door which was thankfully unlocked, I opened it and began running down the nice pavement driveway. The seven men were looking for me when I heard crashing and banging. I knew what I didn't want to do but I knew what I to do it if I wanted to live, I ran for the woods, I ran past trees and woodland creatures only when I noticed that one of the men in black was running only a few yards away from me. I made a quick turn to the right, heading towards the road where I ran into the road and you picked me up."
"Quite the story."
"Yes, I agree but I am just glad it is over."
"Would you be so kind of to grab my gloves from the back seat, my hands are getting cold."
I turned around to grab the man’s gloves, when I noticed a hockey mask and a full body black leather suit....... Just as the man had said, quite the story.