That night when I went to bed, I awaken and found my self in a hangar filled with Muslims with AK-47 in their arms. They were dressed in normal or you can say Arabic terrorist clothing. They had turbans and veils concealing their faces. I was tied to a chair with my hands behind my back. My ankles were also tied. Chattering dies down as I stared into the video camera, knowing what this procedure is all about. Ever since Sept 9-11 I've seen what the Taliband on youtube video on live Islamic terrorist executions. The hangar suddenly became quite. Confusion was written over my face. My mouth was gagged with sour cloth or fabric of some sort.
The terrorists approached me and mutter in their Arabic language. Of course I could not understand what they were saying even when they started interrogating me and torturing me. Throwing water into my face. Punching me and hitting me with the but ends of their rifles. My face busted open all I can see were the leering faces and hear them screaming. Their saliva penetrated their veil and splattered over my face. I could even smell their foul putrid breath and odor. Still could not understand a single word. No offense, but all I hear or my mind could register the symbols or phrases, "Ablaah Dahhhhbaaak Duubluubloo!"
Then a man dressed in black with a leather gun belt stoped the men from torturing me. He removed his veil and he had several war cars over his face. He was perhaps several years older than me in his mid thirties. He had braided goatee and black hair as dark as the abyss. Despite the scars, this man easily can be mistaken of an Arab celebrity. Behind him, my heart clenched when I saw the executioner sharpening the infamous falcon sword that is know to decapitate Christians and American reporters on film. The man gave his men the command to stand down and back away from me in their language as I could guest by the body language.
They started recording and live streaming. Perhaps broadcasting to the entire world. The man spoke in English, apologizes for his men roughing me up and reassures me everything will be alright if I cooperate and he will let me go unharmed. At the point, I knew it was a bluff and my life was over. The man introduced himself as Tijasar the Black Crow. I barely pronounced his named mainly do to the trauma I endured He said, "I'm looking for someone in particular. A silly lass. The Black Sky. Tell me the her exact location and position. I want details, Mr. Bar-Betos (He tries to pronounced my surname. Epic failure.)
I said are you kitten me in my mind! Is this the Marvel Universe? I responded, "I-I do-don't know th-this Black Sky."
"Oh but you do know her. You have been in contact with her for nearly two years through the internet. You socialize her through a social forum called Heaven & Earth." I suddenly became alert. My bloody eyes were agape. I started to have a bad feeling about and some how my gut feeling told me who he was talking about. He held out a photo. "Photo of the Black Sky. It's a little bit outdated." I looked closely at the teenage girl. And all I could say to my self are you kidding me with a dumbfounded look plaster over my face when all I can do is mutter out your name, "Ta-la?"
.
. You're just proving my point one way or the other you can't help it I'm irresistible
.
. Now let me tell you how it goes............
I'm behind the wheel of course and you're on the passenger seat and we are speeding on the highway with 350 km/h ain't that something 
. Now lets continue where was I!? 
. Ah yes just as we drive with 350 km/h we reach into a canyon and I decide to test my drifting skills (that's so cool of me amIright ) 
) . But suddenly My Khaleesi riding on her dragon rising from the deep canyon fly right in front of us and I lost total control of my precious Ferrari so were heading straight toward the empty deep space of the canyon with high speed and we were about to fly over it and crash 
. But then in the last minute I jumped from the car and My Khaleesi with her dragon grabbed me in the mid air and saved me 
. Unfortunately for you you had your seat belt on you and couldn't escape so you crashed and burned 
.
who had the dream actually? 
those names are funny, btw 
that's unfair 
.
Great idea. me be a Captain! 
As the deal we made, we let these avatars for a week. Till next Thursday and onward, we get to change them.
