I opened the door slowly and cautiously walked in. It doesn't look lie anyone is here at the moment, but someone does. I see a coffee machine on a counter. I go up to it and quickly touch it. It'ss still warm. I hear voices outside. I look around to peer through one of the windows. There is a beaten up trans am parked outside. Crap! I don't like other people. Other people die because of me. because I can't kill. I wonder if they have a backdoor. I can't check now. I don't have enough time! I quickly dive underneath one of the tables hoping they won't see me. My back is to the wall, and my knees are pulled tight against my chest. Please don't see me! I hear them walk through the door. Wow. There are definitly more than on of them. They instantly head for the coffee machine. I look at their feet.
"I want coffee! Give me some," one of them said. He pushed passed his buddies to get to the coffee.
"No! I was next!" Exclaimed another. They started pushing each other, playfully. Wow. They may be guys and older than me, but bacsed on how they're acting, I think I can fight them off if I have to. I mean seriously. Fighting over coffee. I don't like coffee. Well, capiccinos. (I think I spelled that right.)
The other one was quiet. While the other two were messing around, he helped himself to the coffee. He appeared to be watching them as he drank the coffee.
"Hey! Where did the coffee go?" the one who said I was next asked. The one that hadn't been fighting walked away.
"Jet! Come back here! You owe us coffee!" They chased him outside. I waited a few seconds before slowly emerging out from beneath the table. I walked around past the counter. There were rooms in the back and... A DOOR! It was down this hall. I silently ran toward it. WHen I got to it, I pulled my raygun out and held it. I opened the door slowly and walked out. I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Hey waht are you-" The person didn't finsish his sentence because I shot him! OH NO!
