Sunday, March 29, 2009

Now Named: Whispers Of Voice

Howard, and all the people around him, flinched away from the yelling man standing behind the podium. He was their leader and he was very angry. So far non of the group had managed to catch more than one spy all together. And he hadn't said a word. They had killed him without the whereabouts of any more spies. This job was harder than most of them had realized. It's worth it though! Howard told himself. Taking over the government and letting us rule. We will find more spies. We just need to work harder. The large man at the podium was still screaming. Finally he stopped, using a threat to make them hop out of their chairs and race for their stations to get back to work. Maybe this isn't such a good idea... Howard thought.

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