Fiction: Group 4
Jok ate his dinner in silence, the others doing whatever they did. Afterwards, he retired to his tiny room,
counting the cracks on his ceiling as he fell asleep. He wondered how his mother was now, her cancer had
gotten worse, and she now had to stay in the hospital just incase. Jok wondered where he would get all the
money to pay for all of the medical bills. With that last depressing thought, Jok drifted off into the land of
sleep.
The darkness shrouded the three figures that made their way down the hallway. They reveled in the safety
the darkness provided as they stealthily made their way to the master bedroom of the manor.
“Fox, you have the code?” Questioned Rat.
“Course I do, do you think I’m a amateur?” Replied Fox.
Rat opened his mouth in an attempt to speak but was cut off swiftly by Fox “That was a rhetorical question
dumbo!” Said Fox.
“Enough guys, we’re on a mission.” Chicken whispered furiously, though not without a hint of amusement.
The trio continued their path towards the master bedroom. Arriving at the door, Fox lightly pushed the
door open with a hint of hesitance. The door creaked open, the mildly rusty hinges groaning at the
movement. The three slowly entered, heading directly for the safe they knew to be hidden in a secret
compartment towards the bottom of the bookcase.
They methodically removed all the books in the lower stand of the bookcase, taking extra caution to record
where each book once sat. Once that had been done, Rat carefully flipped a lever that sat in the bottom
right corner of the bookshelf. The entire bottom row flipped open, revealing the shiny titanium of a well-
kept safe.
With his heart beating like a cheetah chasing his prey, Fox carefully inputted the security code they had
managed to catch a glimpse at yesterday during house surveillance.
The soft hissing of the alarms disarming and the locks unlocking was like music to their ears. Eagerly,
Chicken threw open the door and promptly cackled at the sight of the precious jewels inside the safe. With
an air of casual efficiency, the trio quickly distributed the loot evenly, ensuring that everyone had equal
value. This was a security maneuver in case someone was compromised.
Suddenly, a bright beam shone through the window as a loud siren pierced the night. The trio glanced at
each other, eyes wide with surprise. “Okay, okay, scenario three, meet tomorrow back at base” Said
Chicken. With the other two nodding in agreement, the three enacted a most daring escape.
Contrary to how he looked, Fox was currently the epitome of a calm individual. He had prepared for this
before, every time before a raid there would always be escape routes planned, in case something went awry.
He made a mad dash for the second floor window, with his nylon bag in front of him; he jumped and
crashed through the window, to land ten feet below on the soft grass floor. Executing a free-run roll he
quickly got to his feet and sprinted for the garden wall. He expected two officers to be waiting for him,
something he could easily handle. Grappling the top of the six feet hedge, he hoisted himself up.
Surprisingly, there was only a single officer waiting for him. He nimbly leapt down from the hedge, and as
the shocked officer was frozen staring at him, he took the opportunity to dash away. The officer hot on
heels moments after.
Fox settled back into his natural territory, executing double backs and leaping over walls of dead end
alleyways in order to lose his pursuer. Evidently, his pursuer did not have much experience as Fox had left
him in the dust merely five minutes into the chase. Deeming it was safe, Fox ditched his mask and made and
serenely strolled back to his residence.
He entered the door, giving a passing neighbor a curt nod in greeting. “Hello Jok, you’re out late” replied
Shiang-Chi.
Rat and Chicken were arrested during the getaway; both unfortunately have run into cop ambushes.
However, both had refused to tattle on the identity of their mutual accomplice. They were eventually
sentenced to five years in jail.
Mrs. Lee had undergone tumor removal and after multiple sessions of chemotherapy, is now on the way to
recovery. Although the doctors adopt a wait and see attitude and suggest that checkups be made weekly for
the next three months, her and her son Jok are overjoyed at the prospect of leaving the hospitals vicinity.
