The+Cereal+Killer


 *  THE ** __** CEREAL KILLER **__  **kelleigh CRANE**

__**~CHAPTER 1~**__

**It was a chilly winter day. I was walking up the street to my house. It was exactly 3:45 P.M., and I was about ten minutes from home. As the wind blew in my face I squinted and saw a huge black suburban fly by. "Geez," I said and kept walking. "Five more minutes to go," I thought. The huge black automobile sped by again, but suddenly stopped and out jumped two men dressed in black suits and dress shoes.** **"Are you Jordan Green?" One of the men asked.** **"Are you a spy?" I eyed him suspiciously.** **"Answer the question miss," the other replied.** **"Yes, I am." I sighed, trying to relieve the tension. "Now answer my question," I said courageously.** **They lowered their voices and motioned be toward the van. Reluctantly I was dragged to the scary jet-black vehicle. I sighed and stepped up. I was quiet for a moment and heard the two men talking.** **"This is her, chief." One said.** **"Alright, good work men. This is a serious job and we must start the training immediately."** **I pondered this for a brief second and suddenly noticed all the buttons, dials, and computers around me. "Where am I?" I thought as the men came through the door with their apparently, "chief."** **"This is her," one said.** **"Let's gear up and start for headquarters."** **"Where am I?" I quizzed him with narrow eyes.** **"You'll soon find out…"** **"Where does my mother think I am?" I replied wittingly.** **"Spending the night at a friend's house."** **"Clever," I thought but soon wondered what would happen when she called my friend, but which one?** **The next morning I awoke to a faint beeping. I looked around for a clock, but found none.** **I soon recalled the previous day. "Why me?" I thought. "I'm just an ordinary person, and was ordinarily walking home." Then I wondered where I was and felt the urge to look for a clock again. This time I stood up and skimmed the room with attention as I followed the sound of beeping. I came around a corner and saw a small screen blinking red. "There it is." I thought, but there was a problem, the clock wasn't counting up, it was going down, and seemed to beep louder each time. I called for help and heard footsteps running. Soon the chief appeared. "What's wrong?" He demanded. I pointed to the "clock" and watched in awe as he leapt into action. He grabbed a box nearby and quickly opened it. As the "clock's" ticking got faster, I felt a drop a sweat run down my forehead. I could see worry on the chief's face and closely watched his nimble hands as the "clock's" ticking slowed and finally went blank.** **"Whew!" He sighed as he wiped his face. "You saved many lives cadet, good wo-" Suddenly the bomb blinked on again and approached five seconds! "Run!" He shouted as he grabbed my wrist, ran to a room, shut the door, and sent out the alarm. "Get down!" He said, and I followed his instructions as I held my breath for what I thought would be my last.**