Monday 1:00am 10th October – Avani
My dead body cold, pale, still and silent just lay in a cold dark room. This is the story of how I got there. Dead, lost, slaughtered. My lifeless body in hell.
Saturday 5:30am 8th October - Avani
It all started on a Saturday morning at 5:30am I got out of bed, had a shower, ate breakfast and brushed my teeth all the normal things people did. It was around 5:50pm when I got a call from my boss Clive Candace. I gave my phone a long stare and let the phone call go to voice mail.
He called around five times on the sixth time I picked up the phone shakily and swiped accept call, “…H-e-ll-ll-o-o…” I stuttered.
Clive replied with no hesitation, “Avani your training is over you are finally going out in the field. Your task is to go into Club Soda and get me the duffle bag from the man in booth 3 at 4:40am, no later. Once you have finished this task call me back.”
My face dropped I didn’t want to be part of the family legacy. My whole family is a bunch of criminals working for Clive and his family for decades. Stealing, killing and much worse. I wanted no part of this. I wanted to tell the police about what Clive is making me and my family do but I’m going to have to accept this job offer first. “Ok so what do yo….” I stuttered before he hung up on me.
Sunday 2:30am 9th October – Avani
I just finished getting ready. I wore a short black shiny dress, black see through stockings, long black leather boots. I had my dad’s first knife which he was given when he first started working for Clive’s family and my gun that Clive gave me when I first started training to get to this stage. I started training when I was five, that was eleven years ago. Today is my birthday I’m 16 today and it is also the day I started’ training, helped cruel people and died. Anyway back to the story.
With a full face of makeup and a fake ID, I was walking from my car to the front of the club I approached a security guard and rose my fake ID and phone showing him my Instagram. Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you I’m also a famous social media influencer. I have 3.5 million followers and I usually post something on my Instagram story every hour or so, updating my fans about I am doing to cover my identity as an undercover agent so the police could never link me to the, horrid things I have done.
Sunday 4:00am 9th October- Avani
Its 4:00am, 10 minutes before my death. I succeeded and got into the club. My whole body was shaking with fear. What if someone in the bar recognised me? I had a bandana covering my mouth as a disguise. 4:02am my eyes laid on booth three I started slowly walking towards the booth.
Suddenly my sight disappears. All I could see was black, My head felt dizzy my body felt broken, soulless like I was being dragged across a hard-wooden floor.
Sunday 4:02am 9th October – Daniel
It’s a Sunday, just a normal Sunday for me on a mission with my friends Jack, Zach, Jonah, Corbyn – my band mates and Bry Jonah’s girlfriend and Christina Corbyn’s girlfriend we are all part of an agency protecting innocent people and stopping the Gregg family from hurting everyone.
Tonight was the biggest mission for all of us. Our mission was to stop Avani Gregg, the famous social media influencer, from receiving the biggest, deadliest weapon from booth 3.
The plan was, Bry would stand in dress up and pretend to be Avani. While the rest of us would cover her eyes and mouth and drag her out into the side alley way of the club and bring her and the weapon back to the agency.
Sunday 4:30am 9th October- Bry
I was making my way to booth three while the boys and Christina drag Avani to the alley way. I succeeded and convinced the man in booth 3 that I was Avani I had the weapon in my possession and made my way to the alley way.
Monday 1:00am 10th October – Avani
It’s Monday now 1am my vision came back, men and two girls appeared in front of me. I quickly stood up and ran to attack them. Suddenly one of the boys hit me in the head with a trash can lid and that is how I died. My dead body just laying here with seven people surrounding me stressing about what they had done.
I knew this was a bad idea. I should never have walked in, this was the worst mistake of my lifeless life. All I have to say is, “I don’t belong in this club.”