On a sunny saturday afternoon in the small town of greenfield Jim hardwick was enjoying a normal day on his rocking chair watching over his 2 acres of land. It had been five hours since a wild rabbit had been seen on his farm he was clenching his shotgun and waiting.
All of a sudden he saw a samll white flash in the distance and he knew what it was a rabbit, he quickly swung around a sprinted off in the distance in the attmempt to save his crop. Suddenly Jim stoped and stared in amazment, a scarecrow? he had been lioving on this land for 2 years and never had he seen or put a scarecrow up in his crop. He steadily steped forward and examined the odd figure he stuck out his finger to touch it and suddenly whoooosh he dissapeared out of sight.
Jim awoke to a pat on the back and the crack of shots, Where where am I? asked Jim to a strange man who looked like a soilder wearing a bandanner around his head clutching a rifle, "buddy we are in greenfield!" Jim looked around confused and in shock as his once quiet peacfull town had become a concrete polluted warzone, it had seemed that Jim had woken up in a futuristic city!
As the truck skidded to a halt and the door opened he found himself in a world of fear as he was pushed out of the car he looked around, the houses that were once there were concrete neverending buildings and the farms and fields were carparks and shopping centres suddenly he realised he was in trouble!
All of a sudden the crackle of gunfire and the wizzing of bullet flying through the air were ricoshawing of metal streetlights. In fear and shock Jim froze all he could hear was he ringing in his ears and his heartbeat. Then a firm hand grabbed Jim by the neck a threw him into cover. "who who are you? jim stuttered to the old man. "Who am I? the man shouted "Well I am General White the leader of this assault nice to meet you" he bellowed sarcastically as their hand met for a handshake jim felt a weird feeling in his stomach and then suddenly he dissapered again out of sight...
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