Random First Liners

Random First Liners Part 1

Today's First Liner is...

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Under normal circumstances he would speak his mind, but, with a gun against his head...

"Where is she?" The gun pressed harder against the side of his head. He swallowed, slowly leaning away from the gun. 

"I have no idea where your little girlfriend went." He stated truthfully and kind of mockingly. He suddenly wished he hadn't done it. The gun was removed from his head and shot. He jumped at the loud noise, partially deaf now. A burning sensation erupted from the crook of his neck. He yelped,  jumping away as best as he could. It would have been easier if his wrists and ankles were tied to a metal chair. He looked over at the man with the gun. "I told you, I didn't know where she was!" He shouted, a little louder than normal. 

His ears were ringing as he watched the gunman walk around him, soundlessly. He frantically looked at his surroundings, figuring out how on earth he was going to manage to get out of here. The gunman smirked at him and started talking, but he had no idea what he was saying. The ringing in his ears was too loud for him to translate anything into real words or sounds. Which would have been nice to hear considering there was a little bang that came from behind him which turned out to be a large semi-truck crashing through the wall.

He turned his head to look at the noise and saw the semi-truck just about 3 feet away from him. He swallowed. "Well, looks like you got some company, so if you don't mind, I'll just be going." 

Suddenly, everyone in the truck started shooting everyone outside of the truck, which only  added to the want for freedom for the trapped man. The man struggled to get his hands loose from the bands on his wrists, but to no avail. He squirmed, kicked and wiggled with all his might to get himself out of the chair, but the ropes that held him were tight... a bit too tight actually, he was starting to lose feeling in his toes and fingers. 

A huge black man appeared in front of him from seemingly out of no where. He smiled at the trapped man with a kind smile. He smiled right back at the dark skinned man. Then, out of the blue, the man effortlessly picked up the chair the man sat on and started running to the semi-truck's rear attachment. 

"Whoa!" The trapped one shouted. "What is going on here? Who are you guys?" 

The man quickly answered. "I am Jason. I am a good guy in this circumstance." The back doors to the truck's haul opened up, revealing two women and one scrawny looking man-kid. "What is your name, my friend?" He asked placing the chair and the man in the truck. The two ladies pulled the chair into the truck as Jason closed the doors, just in time to block a bunch of shots from some other men that were still alive outside. 

"I'm uh... Kyle." He stated, hesitantly. He swallowed. "What do you mean 'in this circumstance'?"

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I'm going to leave this one right here. Not really going to make an entire story out of it, unless requested. Just going to do more Random First Liners. 

Feel free to use the first liners. I believe I put the description in the summary. Its just another Creative Writing Prompt website. Really awesome. I enjoy it. Going to try and do one of these once a week... or once a day... I'm trying to really get back into writing and I believe this is one step. To write a little bit each day. Sorry if you guys don't like it, but its more for me anyway. Feel free to read and enjoy yourself... or comment on it. I don't care.

Thanks for reading, everyone!