Shakir: Shoot me then infidel! Shoot and I will blow us all straight to the abyss! What do I have to lose HUH?! I am a warrior of Allah, defender of righteousness! I bet you have a family of infidels don’t you? If you don’t I know your men do! Is it worth your lives to defend these wicked men and demons below gnashing their teeth in hopes to kill Shakir warrior of truth?! You shoot me and we blow, you stand down walk away and go stand below to meet your fate with the rest of them and still die. The choice is yours wicked one!
A helicopter swings around the building keeping a birds eye view of the deadly situation unfolding on the rooftop.
Shakir: Call as many as you like to gather around me! Bring all of hell here to meet The Prophet of the Holy Word! Let us all go up in a blaze of purifying flame! I have a van below packed full of explosives that will go off when I sacrifice myself ensuring all below will be swept up in flame!
Swat Leader: What are your demands? Do you want money, an escape out of here what?!
Shakir: I do not wish any of those things, only that the blasphemous lies spread around the globe about Allah to be corrected! If the world will turn against it’s creator then let it be me who cleanses the world of all none believers and enemies of the Lord!
Swat Leader: What the fuk are you talking about?!
Shakir: You know very well what it is I speak infidel!
Swat Leader: No I don’t!
Shakir: Then let me show you!
Shakir begins to adjust the bomb on his body causing even more panic
Swat Leader: Ok! Ok! I know what your talking about! Just tell us how to meet your demands!
Shakir: Spread the gospel truth of Allah across the televisions and radios, stand on every street corner preaching his good word and his divine will!
The Swat leader glances back at his team as he mutters
Swat Leader: This guy is fuking crazy.
Shakir: HEY! Listen to what I say Infidel or I will blow us up! Spread it across the globe that I am coming to claim the mantle of The Dark Messenger! That no one is worthy of that title but me! Let Steven “Fallen” Angel know he is a false prophet!
Swat Leader: Ok we will begin sending your message just don’t do anything you will regret!
The Camera switches back over to Curt who is exiting the room with his cell phone, as Curt power walks down the hall he is dialing a number then puts the phone up to his ear
Curt Evers: Yes we need Lord Senester down here asap! No I don’t know what happened he just flipped! He’s been locked in that damn bathroom for hours he wouldn’t come out. Ok bye!
As Curt hits the end button on his phone a large explosion goes off in the parking lot, stunning Curt momentarily as he gets his bearings back he rushes over to a window looking out seeing a wave of destruction across the parking lot .
Curt Evers: Christ!
The Camera goes to static cutting back over to Shakir
Shakir: It would seem the van blew up prematurely but don’t worry I had came up with a back up plan just in case that happened, what would that be you ask?
Shakir suddenly pulls the pin on the grenade and lobs it at the Swat team befor taking a step backwards off the ledge as they open up fire but they weren’t fast enough the Arabic free falls and as he does so quickly pulls out a grappling hook throws it around the large sign infront of the place swinging across the front entrance as his feet hit the ground he sprints off laughing wildly. Mean while the Swat Team have dived back into the emergency exit in the building when the grenade was tossed as they brace themselves for an explosion one never comes as the Swat Leader peeks his head out a puff of smoke is emitting from the grenade. Shakir as he runs around a corner throws off his robes and explosives revealing him wearing blue jeans, and a long sleeve black sweater. The wild Arabic enters through an emergency exit vanishing.
The search is on for Shakir while a panicked Curt is trying his hardest to reach Senester.
The scene ends.
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