A collection of spy fiction stories from year 6 students.

Solefield Year 6 Spy Fiction Stories

A variety of English and Language Arts books made in Book Creator in varying grade levels.

English / Language Arts books

London, 2016. Theresa May has just been elected for prime minister. All over England, news reporters are talking about the terrible mistake of electing Theresa May for minister.&#160; Manchester, 2016. &#8220;Too much talking,&#160;not enough doing,&#8221; mutters spy Agent Henry Keys. Henry was a fantastic spy agent, especially now he had his new&#160;equipment:&#160;the&#160;Gear of Eternity. These pieces of equipment give the perfect weapons and functions to be the ultimate spy. Henry was also&#160;a fairly&#160;ordinary&#160;man, giving the upper hand on the suspicious side of things. Henry was in the middle of a meeting with the supreme hierarchy&#160;of&#160;the&#160;agency,&#160;however, he&#160;wasn&#8217;t&#160;really listening.&#160;He&#160;was paying his utmost attention to the news&#160;playing through his spy headphones.&#160;He needed to come up with a plan. A good plan.&#160; Parliament, 2016. Theresa May is bombarded with questions as she strides out of the Houses of Parliament. &#8220;Would you JUST leave!&#8221; she chants as the flood of questions keeps coming.&#160;

London, 2018. Two years had passed since the election of Theresa May.&#160;You&#8217;d&#160;think that after two years the angry mobs and rebellions would have calmed down. But they&#160;hadn&#8217;t.&#160;In fact, they had gotten worse. People were only more angered by the fact Theresa was still minister. It would not stop. No matter how hard the police tried, there were just too many. It needed to be fixed. Rather unsurprisingly, it&#160;was Henry who was assigned the job to find and assassinate Theresa May. He was up for the job too.&#160; The Shard,&#160;2018. Henry&#8217;s mission was to go to the back elevator to Theresa&#8217;s&#160;office. He was to wait until she was&#160;alone,&#160;and&#160;then go for the kill. He waited some few minutes in the bathroom. It was the perfect ambush. The spy agency had made the mirror double sided so that Henry could calculate the precise moment to strike.&#160;After a&#160;good few minutes&#160;and a briefing from the agency, Henry decided it was safe to go.&#160;His nerves slowed him. It took him a minute to take the shot. His finger tightened on the trigger. But then, &#8220;Young man,&#160;you are under arrest!&#8221;...&#160; And that was the last of Henry Keys...&#160;

I was not looking for the money, however much there was. I was looking for evidence. Evidence that would make me the new boss of the CIA. I had to find out the biggest bank robbery of all time. This was the last bank that the robber had robbed before he turned himself in. I thought I already knew who it was, but I needed to make sure that my suspicion was correct before I made my one and only accusation. It was a big risk to be the boss; if you get the accusation correct, then you are the new boss, but if you&#160;don&#8217;t&#160;get it correct, you are fired. So, most people&#160;don&#8217;t&#160;take the risk. Most bosses stay as head for about 40 years, because the majority of&#160;people don't take the risk.&#160; The vault door opened. I knew I only had about an hour before the authorities would find out that I had hacked their&#160;vault. Not even my identity card would help me then. I quickly grabbed what I needed and left, making sure that I did not leave any fingerprints.&#160;

I&#160;should have known that I wouldn&#8217;t last&#160;for long if I kept sneaking into banks. If the police found me, they would chain me up, just metres up from a lava pit, and leave me there to die. There was just so much evidence, lying&#160;there, waiting to be found. The vault was&#160;made from titanium,&#160;covered in steel;&#160;I couldn&#8217;t break it. &#8220;I&#8217;m running out of time!&#8221; I muttered, but in an empty bank it sounded like a siren. I carefully turned on my new gadget (the bracelet) and waited for it to hack the vault. The bracelet would find the closest software and put a virus into it; all I needed to do was program the virus to open the vault. Luckily,&#160;I already had programmed it.&#160;

It was then, when he arrived in Paris, that he remembered what Master&#160;&#350;ermend&#160;had said in that text. &#8216;Meet me in the Eiffel Tower Caf&#233;.&#8217; Those were his clear instructions. He entered the&#160;lift up&#160;to the caf&#233;. As he entered the caf&#233;, he noticed that the caf&#233; was empty and there was only one &#8216;reserved table&#8217;. Master&#160;&#350;ermend&#160;was in the kitchen, preparing food, which was strange. Then he entered, &#8220;Please sit down,&#8221; he demanded. He did as he said, he passed the plans over. &#8220;Perfect,&#8221; bellowed&#160;&#350;ermend.&#160;&#350;ermend&#160;took the plans, as he intended to do. &#8220;Well done, student,&#8221; he said as he left, now all he needed to do was head back to the Agency before anyone notices that he had gone.&#160;&#160; After looking in file 602,638 he gave up. Looking for the file is almost useless, when you click on a random one then your chances are only 1 in 1,000,000,000,000 that you click on the file you want. It is almost impossible. He left the room with no evidence of the plans.&#160;&#160;

He saw&#160;Mammeth&#160;leave the room, then opened the entrance to the passage that he had entered to Paris.&#160; After a week,&#160;Mammeth&#160;decided to check up on that room again, but this time, all the tech was gone. Mammeth&#160;went in the same way as he did last time, as quiet as a mouse he did. He knew that there was no window in the room and if the person moved the tech somewhere through the corridors, he would get caught. That&#8217;s when he noticed a wire poking out of the wall, he checked up on it.&#160;

He pushed open the heavy, reinforced steel door that barred his way. As he did so, he removed a thin, cylindrical item from his pocket, and scanned the room with it. &#8220;All clear,&#8221; he muttered to himself, instantly regretting it as he remembered the noise-sensitive security installed on the premises. He swore silently, before moving swiftly into the cavernous space before him. However, before he had walked barely a few metres into the room, his foot snagged on something, and he took a tumble into the blackness. Immediately, bells started ringing, klaxons sounded, alarms bleeped. He struggled to stand up, desperately trying to disentangle himself from the mass of wires encasing his skinny legs. He swore, there was no point being quiet now, as all the security personnel would have been alerted of his whereabouts, and already be on&#160; their way. Raising himself up, now fully released from the mass of wires, he ran &#8211; but would he escape?...&#160; The intruder woke up in a bare room, stripped of its wallpaper, stripped of its friendliness, stripped of its life. He tried to stand, however the strong iron restraints clamped mercilessly around his ankles prevented him.&#160; Suddenly, he became aware of a severe burning sensation in his lower legs, his gaze sharpened, and his eyes snapped down in the gloom. That was when he noticed the dried blood clasping the restraints to his raw, tattered skin. He tried to ease the metal up a&#160;fraction, only for fresh ruby red liquid to gush from his ankles, like water from a mountain spring. With exhaustion and shock, he sighed &#8211; like steam from a kettle - as he drifted back into the wispy myths of sleep.&#160;

He awoke sharply, to the sound of clanging, as the wrought iron bars of the cell were flung open. They crashed into the brick wall opposite, revealing a menacing figure. The prisoner looked him up and down, questioning how a man could have such bulk. His arms appeared to fill the entire width of the entrance, and he had to stoop to fit beneath the door frame. His eyes, bulging from his oversized head, as if at any moment they might come flying out of the folds of skin, like rocks from a catapult. His voice was gruff, like a bear&#8217;s grumble, as he commanded the cowering, kitten-like hostage, to get up. The menacing figure noticed the iron cuffs around his victim&#8217;s legs and laughed. Not a friendly laugh, oh no - a sinister one, the kind that exudes superiority. Still chuckling his hoarse, throaty laugh, the captor strode over. His muscly, elongated legs, covering the distance in a mere two strides. He grabbed the cowering form, lifting him as easily as a strand of hair; before slinging him effortlessly over his shoulder and storming out.&#160; The colossal man cast down his burden in a room holding 6 others. All wielding sharp machetes, they&#160;closed in on the newcomer. Then, like a lamb to the slaughter, the defenceless captive was left to face the peril within the room&#8230;&#160; Meanwhile, back at the temporary base, General B14 was questioning why Agent X101&#160;hadn&#8217;t&#160;returned.&#160;

Although it was summer, the rain still thundered down like tiny meteors. My eyes were oily black pools, as wide as saucers, when it finally came to me. A spy. I was an actual real-life spy! I had dreamed about this moment all my life: watching movies, which were played in front of me; playing games, which were only in my head; and completing spy activities, that I set for myself. All for this moment.&#160;&#160; I jogged excitedly up the dark street. The lamp's rays beamed down at me as I passed. I walked quickly until a black car&#8217;s light dawned upon me. The oily black doors&#160;lifted up&#160;on&#160;ether&#160;side. I got in and watched as the huge doors&#160;closed down.&#160; &#8220;Agent 112,&#8221; I said confidently. &#8220;What is the mission?&#8221;&#160; &#8220;It&#8217;s for you to die,&#8221; a deep voice replied. Instantly, I swung open the door and whipped a pistol from my pocket. Bang! Rat tat ta&#160;ta&#160;ta! Machine gun fire exploded at me. I leaped to the side behind a bin. Paper and dirt imploded on itself as it got shot. I was a bullet, jumping up and firing one bullet that spun gliding towards the man. Suddenly, the gun stopped firing and I fell, lifeless, on the ground.&#160;&#160;

I needed to get out of the city. I sprinted back up the street, turned a left then, right, left, right left, right until I was lost. The angry clouds bust out lightning. &#8220;Taxi!&#8221; I ran in front of it and got in. Music was playing in the front. &#8220;The countryside,&#8221; I shouted over the top of the music. I knew a place that I could&#160;go&#160;and I would never&#160;be found. I was waiting impatiently, looking out of the&#160;window&#160;and checking my watch frequently.&#160; An hour later, we drove past a house that was surrounded by lush, green grass. &#8220;Pull over here,&#8221; I said calmly. It was morning. We were&#160;really close&#160;to the destination I had in mind. Emerging from behind, a man pulled a gun out. The shadow of the man was visible. I spun and fired. Boom. I fired my gun. Thankfully, it hit him. I hated killing people, but I had no other choice. I knew that when I got to my destination, I would be safe. I ran to the car and got in. &#8220;Drive, drive, drive!&#8221; I yelled. The car accelerated. A police car drove past. Getting down, so they would not see me, I held my breath. This happened three times until I saw it. Home! We pulled in, the fresh air blowing on my face. I was home.&#160;

Told in the first person narrative by Fernando D

When the doorbell rings at 3 in the morning,&#160;it's&#160;never good news. I was waking up after the first chime, then I stayed still in bed. I heard a bedroom door open and a creak of wood as somebody was going downstairs. The bell rang a second time, then I looked at my alarm clock; it was 3:02 a.m. I heard a rattle as someone slid the security chain off the front door.&#160; I rolled out of bed and walked over to my open window. I was fourteen with the body of an athlete. My hair was cut short and my eyes are brown and serious. I remember standing there, silently, looking out. I saw a police car parked outside from my second window. I could see the black ID number on the roof and the caps of the two men who were standing in front of the front door.&#160; They asked our housekeeper if they could come in and I already knew from the way the police stood there, and the tone of their voices &#8211; funeral voices - the kind of voice to say that someone close to you has died.&#160; I went to my door and then I opened it. I heard the two policemen talking down in the hall, but I could only hear some of the words.&#160;

I heard them talking about a car accident and how there was nothing anyone could do. They said they were 'sorry'.&#160; The next morning, I was told what had happened. He was driving and he got hit by a lorry at old street roundabout and he had been killed almost instantly. He&#160;wasn&#8217;t&#160;wearing a seat belt, otherwise he could have had a chance of surviving.&#160; I thought of the man who had been my only relation for as long as I could remember. I have never known my parents. They died in a plane crash a few weeks after I was born. I have been brought up by my father's brother (never uncle he hated that word) and I had spent most of my 14 years being alive in the same house in Chelsea, London, between the Kings Road and the river. It was only then that I thought of how little I knew Ian. He was always travelling, and he liked good wine, classical&#160;music&#160;and books. He also&#160;didn&#8217;t&#160;seem to have many girlfriends.&#160;

It was pitch black. The date was 1 June 1964. James got out of his car, pulled his gun out of his pocket. The target was eliminated. Although his target was dead, what he did not know that his death was coming later that day.&#160; 17 August 2030. Harry Bread was born. Harry was an extremely skinny boy and was always eager to learn more; by the time he was 17, he had already got himself a job in high pay manufacturing.&#160; As Harry was travelling to work, a knife fight broke out on the train and blood was pouring everywhere. One of perpetrators looked at Harry, grabbed him and chucked him off the moving train into a dark alley. He gave him a knife and gun and said, &#8220;You&#8217;re a spy now.&#8221;&#160; Harry's first mission was to set fire to a restaurant full of women who planning to gas a football crowd. Harry had lots of missions after that and grew tired of constantly killing people; he began to feel extremely guilty.&#160; Suddenly, after another mission, he spotted a woman in black gloves and a black suit, kidnapping kids on top of a building. He ran to the building and, with a closer look, he realised that the woman was his mother. She had run away from Harry when he was just a baby. His mother had run away from him.&#160;

Seconds later, his mother had spotted Harry and instantly came down to greet him. Harry had a suspicious feeling, and rightly so; his mum pulled out a knife and gave Harry a big gash down his right arm. Helicopters searched the area for Harry and the kidnapped kids.&#160; Harry came sprinting out of the building with a knife stuck in his arm and cuts everywhere. They took him straight to hospital while the police stormed into the building and arrested Harry's mother.&#160; Years passed and Harry still lived with the constant feeling of guilt in is heart, from killing people. He decided that he was going to quit his job; he was tired of murdering people, even though they were bad.&#160; When he got back to his boss, he was furious.&#160;As Harry left, his boss warned him, "The world is a dangerous place. Your Grandfather, James Bread, would have been disappointed with you.&#8221;&#160; Those were the last words Harry ever heard.&#160;

Slowly, I crept round the corner, trying to disguise myself, and one of the guards, hoping that I&#160;didn&#8217;t&#160;have to waste my mind eraser on&#160;them. I was just trying to make it into the voids vault, where the&#160;crystalapothosis where was stored: the only saviour to humanity, which was stolen by the void, which would leave our world to be destroyed in the coming days. However, if I can get hold of this, then the void will be vanished into another galaxy.&#160; I managed to leave one of the&#160;guards&#160;unconscious and I took his cloves and the crystal which lets me into the vault. The sound of lightning was filling my mind, racing through my brain. So many questions. Is the void near? What if he knows&#160;I'm&#160;disguised? What if he using the mind eraser on ME!? I immediately tried to drown that thought. If he uses the mind eraser on me, then he could tear my brain apart! Or worse. he could make my brain think that he is the king. There was a strange noise echoing and filling the room. Suddenly, a black dot, with a tiny glow of red, darted across the room, ricocheting off all the walls. It grew and grew until it was the taller than me. All I could make out was a man with a black hood and red eyes pointing a small weapon at my head in his hands. And that was it. My brain was torn to shreds.&#160;

Somehow, somebody using a tracker managed to bring my body to a life scanner far away and I still had a bit of life in me. After months of it, I finally woke up with no memories.&#160;You are probably&#160;wondering how I could tell this story without having any memories. I used my newest&#160;invention. Not that I remember making it. The replay bulb.&#160; I went back to see what happened.&#160;Now,&#160;I'm&#160;stuck with the memory part of my brain torn to shreds, so I hardly remember much - unless I'm told I must remember it. I woke up the next morning to see a huge crack in the ground with everyone screaming a peculiar word&#160; &#8220;We never got the&#160;Crystalopothosis!!!!&#8221;&#160; So, now I know. Where and what to do. Where to go and how it works. To get what is rightfully ours. The&#160;Crystalopothosis.&#160;After many years, my spy team and me made it to the world of the unknown. There were horrible screeches echoing across the galaxy. In the blink of an eye, without me even noticing,&#160;The&#160;void casually walked by. I picked up the mind eraser, but then put it away at the last minute.&#160; And that is&#160;when&#160;I saw it. The multi-lock on where you can unlock the corridor leading to the&#160;Crystalopothosis. If I could take it for about 30&#160;seconds,&#160;I can recreate the world that was blown into many parts; I could re-make it. I dived into the open air, aiming straight for the&#160;key.&#160;Just as I touched it, there was a horrid spark in my legs&#160;and, in under a second, it had filled my body.&#160; &#8220;YOU WILL NEVER!&#8221;&#160; And my whole team disappeared. I was now alone.&#160;Nowhere to go. It was me and the void alone. And there was nothing I could do...&#160;

&#8220;We are tracking the van&#8221; he said quickly.&#160;&#8220;He is going onto Ding Dong Road.&#8221;&#160;He is going up the hill. Meet them at the top!"&#160; "When I say jump, you jump out of the plane!&#8221;&#8239;said the boss&#160;firmly.&#160;&#160; &#8220;They are approaching the top now. Jump now!&#8221;&#160; "Sir, my glider is broken,&#160;I will call&#8239;the&#8239;car.&#8221;&#160;&#160;Agent&#160;Z shouted.&#160;&#8220;It will be here in two&#160;seconds. They are going&#160;over the hill.&#160;I&#160;am going to lose them.&#8221; shouted Agent Z.&#160; &#8220;Agent Z, why did you let them get away?&#8221; boomed the boss. &#8220;Sorry, sir.&#8221;&#160; &#8220;My glider broke," whispered Agent Z. &#8220;Bros, we did it! We broke the glider and we got away. This cat will sell for millions," said Ben, the robber's boss, rubbing his hands gleefully.&#160; &#8220;Er,&#160;yeh&#160;sure, Ben," nodded Bacon. &#8220;What did you think of that robbery?&#8221;&#160; &#8220;It was not one of the best ones.&#8221;&#160; &#8220;Oh,&#160;it was so good," replied Ollie, with sarcasm.

"What do you mean when you say it was not one of the best robberies that we have done? What do you mean?&#8221; demanded Ben.&#160;&#8220;We went into the agent's base and destroyed the right glider..."&#160; "We need to find them fast before they can sell the cheetah," the boss shouted at Agent Z. &#8220;It will go for a lot and it may get into the wrong hands. And if that happens, well, we should not need to know what happens.&#8221;&#160;&#160; &#8220;What should we do, Sir?" queried Z.&#160;&#8220;We need to find the people they are contacting so they could have a&#160;base," explained the boss. "They will say where the cheetah is being kept. Then, they will reveal what time they leave, to go and sell the cheetah." "We need to get going.&#160;Agent Y,&#160;can you find out who they are contacting and how they are doing it? Agent Z, you will grab the cheetah after&#8239;the provider&#8239;comes out and talks. Agent D, you will make this man talk, even if it means&#8239;their&#8239;tongue&#8239;comes&#8239;off. Then, I will be at the base with Agent Y, talking and instructing you."&#160; Agent D pounced on the&#160;robber, &#8220;What's your name?" he demanded. "Not telling you!"&#160;said Ben, menacingly. "Where did your apprentice go?"&#160;&#160; "I am not telling&#8239;you!"&#8239;shouted Ben again, getting angry.&#160; "Ok&#8239;then, I will have to&#8239;chop off your&#8239;tongue."&#160; "They went to the market, Agent Z. They are at the market. Go&#8239;go&#8239;go!"&#8239;barked Agent D.&#160;

Max Starling was trapped. With his legs in an awkward position and his head pushed up tight against the vent, there was nothing he could do. Able to reach his walkie-talkie, he whispered, &#8220;This is Agent Starling, requesting immediate assistance.&#8221;&#160; &#8220;Where are you exactly?&#8221; asked Oliver Peterson.&#160; Embarrassed, Max replied quietly,&#160;&#160; &#8220;I &#8230; I&#8217;m stuck in a vent above the meeting room where Triple X (XXX) are discussing how to steal the Future Juice.&#8221;&#160; &#8220;Stay calm. Help is on its way. And for goodness sakes, do not let them hear you; we&#160;can&#8217;t&#160;afford to lose any more OSO agents,&#8221; said Oliver.&#160; As Max lay still, he reminded himself that he was doing this for his parents.&#160; It was 2 years ago when he heard the sad news about his parents dying on a spy mission and it was then that he decided to join Orbit Spy Organisation (OSO) to finish the job that they had started. At just 14 years old, with his uncut hair, blue eyes, broad&#160;shoulders&#160;and athletic build, he felt sure he was right for the job.&#160;

His training was tough, covering physical tests such as skipping, running laps, lifting weights, swimming, and cycling for what seemed like forever. He was also trained to work well under stress and not panic if there was a catastrophe.&#160;And also, he was taught how to use his equipment and when to use them.&#160; He did all of this for two reasons. Firstly, to carry on where is parents left off, but also, to protect the world&#160;from what the Future Juice in the wrong hands could do. In other words: Protect the Future Juice, - Catch Criminals &#8211; Save Lives.&#160; This orange coloured juice, made by accident in a school laboratory, turned out to be a potion which (when drunk) made the drinker see the future. This meant things like protecting the world from global warming made people suddenly react. Cures and vaccinations could be made before they were&#160;actually needed. Farmers could prepare for bad weather.&#160; But in the wrong hands, it would mean getting money from the lottery, finding out how to break into banks or other high security vaults or even use if for warfare as XXX intended to.&#160; Interrupting Max&#8217;s thoughts, he accidentally dropped his walkie-talkie, making a loud bang in the vent. Lying as still as he could, he heard someone shout &#8220;Who&#8217;s there?&#8221;&#160;

Mammeth&#160;Astro: The Bomb Game

Chapter 1: The Beginning&#160; The Army Jeep was driving down the sandy road. The driver heard the passengers talking in some form of language; he couldn&#8217;t recognise it.&#160;&#160; &#8220;Csak&#160;annyit&#160;kell&#160;tenn&#252;nk,&#160;hogy&#160;ellopja&#160;a&#160;terveket,&#160; &#233;s&#160;k&#233;szen&#160;&#225;ll&#160;a&#160;rak&#233;tabomba,&#8221; said one.&#160; &#8220;Val&#243;ban,&#160;val&#243;ban&#160;mi,&#8221; replied the other.&#160; &#8220;Nem&#160;fogom&#160;elrontani&#160;nekem&#160;a&#160;gazd&#225;mat.&#8221;&#160;&#160; &#8220;Tudom,&#160;hogy&#160;nem&#160;fogod,&#8221; the other one said again. Then the driver realised that they were speaking Hungarian! He had to get out now and warn the French. &#8220;K&#233;s&#337;bb&#160;tal&#225;lkozunk!&#8221; The driver said in Hungarian, opened the door, quickly dropped some mini bombs, jumped out, pulled the trigger and Kaboom! That should do the trick. &#8220;H&#233;&#160;les gars,&#160;j'ai&#160;presque&#160;conduit les&#160;Hongrois&#160;aux plans de&#160;misslie&#160;mais&#160;je les ai&#160;tu&#233;s&#160;avant&#160;notre&#160;arriv&#233;e,&#8221; he said into the phone.&#160; &#8220;Vous idiot, les Russes sont apr&#232;s vous&#160;maintenant, vous,&#160;vous&#160;n'avez&#160;aucune&#160;aide, bonne chance avec&#160;votre cachette,&#8221; replied an angry voice; it was central command. The call ended. &#8220;Pour&#160;moi, pour mon enfant, pour mon beau petit gar&#231;on,&#8221; he muttered, under his breath.&#160;

14 years later: Present Day&#160; Mammeth&#160;woke up that morning from that same dream he had been having since he was a baby: some Jeep, in a desert, blowing up, with the driver jumping out. His father died only 2 days after he was born and he couldn&#8217;t remember a single memory from those two days. His mother tried to tell memories of his father during those two days when he was alive, but he just couldn&#8217;t remember. There were photos of the father, but those were ones when his mother and father were on their wedding day and on their honeymoon. It was 2 in the morning and&#160;Mammeth&#160;tried to head back to sleep. That&#8217;s when he got a ping from his phone. A message from +44 04876 920418, this is interesting&#160;he thought, I should tell mum. Then another message from +44 04876 920418 just came up, it said,&#160; &#8216;And don&#8217;t tell anyone&#160;Mammeth,&#8217;&#160;This was scaring him. &#8216;Meet me in your front garden NOW!&#8217;&#160; He was worried now, and&#160;&#8216;don&#8217;t tell anyone&#8217;,&#160;he might get killed! He sighed, he went to the front door, opened it, closed it, locked it, then he got his torch out and then said, &#8220;Who are you? Where are you? Why did you text me?&#8221; He had so many questions. He got a message, &#8216;You have the keys, right, I'm in the car.&#8217;&#160; Frantically, he turned to the car. He could see a black figure, but couldn&#8217;t see the face. He went toward the car, unlocked the door, then closed the door and locked the door. He turned to see the figure in the shadow.&#160;

Solefield Year 6 Spy Fiction Stories 2020

The student left the room after that.&#160;Mammeth&#160;was paying attention now. &#8220;G&#257;is&#464;&#160;de&#160;b&#232;nzhu&#333;,&#160;g&#468;n&#160;ch&#363;&#160;w&#466;&#160;de&#160;li&#462;n,&#8221; the teacher said.&#160;Mammeth&#160;and someone else had their hand up. The teacher went for the other one, and he got the answer wrong. It was his turn now. He got it right, it was simple Chinese.&#160;(Mammeth&#160;is half English, Quarter French and Quarter Chinese, so he was in luck.) He left the room. As soon as the door closed,&#160;Mammeth&#160;cheered to himself. But he heard some talking in the next room along.&#160;Mammeth&#160;decided to take a peep through window. He saw two black figures, like the ones from when he was kidnapped to become an agent. They were talking in a language he couldn&#8217;t understand but it was definitely not French. He really needed that teacher, but as he knew, she was busy. He needed to get in that room, but the door was locked. He&#160;had to&#160;tell central command about this, but would nobody would ever believe him. He got his phone out and took a video of the people in black&#8217;s meeting. And sent it.&#160;Mammeth&#160;had done it. Those two were busted. However, one of them got their phone out.&#160;Mammeth&#160;sent it to the wrong person by accident. The upside was that he had got the person's phone number. He could give that to central command. Eagerly, he ran down the corridor, straight to Central office, like Seamus showed him on his tour around his tour of the agency. When&#160;Mammeth&#160;arrived at Central Office, Central Command wasn&#8217;t there. Then, he noticed his notice board. He was having a coffee in the town.&#160;&#160;

Chapter 3: The Good News and Bad&#160; The next day of training for&#160;Mammeth&#160;was even worse than the day before. Deepak went even harder on him, which was unfair, of course.&#160;Mammeth&#160;tried his best to defeat him, this time he was so close of defeating him. &#8220;You lose, once more,&#8221; boasted Deepak, again. Again,&#160;Mammeth&#160;left the room in agony. This time, he headed, not to the Languages room, but, to the Central office, to ask central command if he had found out anything. He said that the phone number came from a different country, but he did not know which one. That meant the person wasn&#8217;t French. That was a start.&#160;&#160; In languages class, the teacher was doing the exact same thing as the day before, but she chose different languages. First she said, &#8220;Ima&#160;sugu&#160;deteike!&#8221; That was Japanese, as you can guess. A Japanese boy got it right. Next, she said, &#8220;Ty&#160;nikogda&#160;ne&#160;poymayesh'&#160;menya,&#160;Dzheffri,&#8221; Only one boy put his hand up. He said, &#8220;You said &#8216;You shall never catch me, Jeffrey&#8217; in Russian.&#8221; As soon as he heard that, he was surprised. Someone, in the French agency, knew Russian. It was a good thing that the next one was in Chinese. He left the room and caught up with the boy.&#160; Mammeth&#160;showed the video recording to the boy, &#8220;Do you recognise this language?&#8221; asked&#160;Mammeth.&#160; &#8220;I swear that&#8217;s not Russian,&#8221;&#160;whimpered&#160;the boy.&#160; &#8220;Then what is it!?&#8221; shouted&#160;Mammeth.&#160; &#8220;IT&#8217;S HUNGARIAN!!!!&#8221; cried the boy. Mammeth&#160;remembered that Seamus had said the Hungarisns had a deal with Russia to collect some bomb plans. So, that meant that the phone number was Hungarian. It was no wonder central command couldn&#8217;t recognise it. Then he politely asked the boy, &#8220;What&#8217;s your name?&#8221;&#160;

Deep in the heart of Soviet Russia in 1987, a spy for the British Intelligence was lost behind enemy lines. "Your mission is to find him (if he&#8217;s still alive). If not, report back. You have 2 days. Go!"&#160; So off went Agent Echo. He had 2 days to find a lost agent. All he&#160;knew about him&#160;was his Agent sign (Agent Bravo). His last recorded location was the North West of Moscow and he was in Berlin. Luckily for him, the Soviets fell the year before so it would be easier&#160;to get there.&#160;So&#160;he travelled nonstop until he reached a small town, just North West of Moscow,&#160;called&#160;Verdaked. Now, it was&#160;dark,&#160;and he was tired, so he tried to find somewhere to sleep but the only place was a rotten, wooden shed. He went in, not knowing what was in there. He was exhausted&#160;so he went to sleep&#160;knowing it would be risky and, if he was found, he was dead. The next morning, when he woke up, he realised that the inside of the shed was infested by rats and the walls were stained&#160;as&#160;red&#160;as a&#160;tomato. He could cope with the&#160;blood&#160;but the rats were a different story. He hated these rats because they had been nibbling Agent Echo's&#160;elbows. Some of the red stain was fresh so it must have been his, or could it have been someone else's blood?&#160;

He burst through the door that wasn&#8217;t there anymore and saw ten armed Russian soldiers pointing their assault rifles straight at him. He&#160;reached for his knife in his sock. As he looked&#160;down&#160;to get it, a&#160;Russian soldier&#160;stepped&#160;forward with his gun. He&#160;smashed the stock of his gun and the bullet went&#160;straight&#160;into Echo's skull,&#160;knocking him&#160;unconscious. When he opened his eyes, he&#160;couldn&#8217;t&#160;see anything because he had a cloth bag on his head. It stayed on for at least two hours 37 minutes and 46 seconds (every second had been counted because there was nothing else to do).&#160; When the bag was taken off his head, there was a Russian interrogator there to interrogate him. After that failed, and Agent Echo&#160;didn&#8217;t&#160;crack, they brought Agent Bravo into the room and the interrogator pulled out a pistol. He pointed it at Bravo and shouted, &#8220;SPEAK!&#8221;&#160;in Russian.&#160; When Echo&#160;didn&#8217;t&#160;speak (because he didn&#8217;t speak Russian), BANG,&#160;BANG! Two 9mm cases fell to the&#160;concrete&#160;floor; two bullets were in Agent Bravo's head. &#8220;SPEAK!&#8221; shouted the Russian, this time in&#160;English.&#160; &#8220;No,&#8221; replied Echo&#160;in a calm way.&#160;&#160; &#8221;Speak!&#8221;&#160;screamed&#160;the&#160;interrogator&#160;at the top of his lungs. Echo said nothing.&#160;&#160; &#8220;Fine," mumbled&#160;the&#160;interrogator.&#160;He reached down and pulled out his&#160;pistol&#160;,&#160;BANG, BANG, BANG. Echo's&#160;head fell.&#160;

One&#160;dark evening, Dax was walking his dog on&#160;the&#160;beach&#160;where&#160;he&#160;lived.&#160;It was just him, and his dog,&#160;no-one ever came to the beach. Dax had noticed&#160;something&#160;wasn&#8217;t&#160;right about the water; it was boiling, and it was quite close to his house. Later that evening, Dax was worried. He decided to&#160;leave and get help. He decided to get a spy to look at&#160;&#160;this case. When Dax and his dog left their house, they hadn&#8217;t seen it since they left it, but when he returned with the spy, they realised his house had been washed away by the sea. The spy was in shock, especially because he had never seen such a thing in his life. The spy who was on the case was called agent SMART; he was one of the best in the business and he wouldn&#8217;t want to let his boss down. If you didn&#8217;t complete a mission, your profile would go down. So far this had never happened to Agent Smart, so he felt confident he could complete this mission.&#160; Agent Smart had to start by asking Dax what was awkward about that night? Dax told him everything he thought was different, but agent Smart was going nowhere. He could not have an explanation for this event; it must have been natural, or was it?&#160;

There was someone behind it, but they didn&#8217;t know who it was. His name was Daniel and he had made a multi-million pound machine on the moon that was able to control the tide. Like all bad guys, Daniel had a secret hideout in a very&#160;remote&#160;place in Italy. Meanwhile, Agent Smart had ordered an excavation on the moon. While the astronauts where on the moon, they saw something very odd; it was like a machine. They identified the machine very quickly. It was a tide control machine which made powerful waves - previously unseen - come to life. They saw fingerprint ID and then put it into a wanted poster all around the world. While Daniel was going to get food from his local bakery, he saw a wanted poster with a picture of someone who looked like him. The baker thought the two looked alike so he reported his sighting. Daniel felt robbed because he had had faith in the baker, but it said whoever finds him, gets 100,000 Euros, so he could not resist. &#160; Daniel was put in jail for a life sentence and was never seen in public again. Meanwhile, Dax and his dog lived happily ever after in their dream house, which was given to them by the spy company for free! And Agent Smart didn&#8217;t let down his&#160;boss,&#160;so he is now rated very highly and everyone is happy - except Daniel.&#160;

1. Mission: Danger by Alex M 2. The Accident by Adam A 3. Marked for Slaughter Horowitz's story, continued by Alexander Y 4. Skeleton Key cont ... by Edward R 5. The American Spy Force by Morton S 6. The Secret Spy by Maxim O 7. The Robbery by Harry G 8. "Look out!" by Harry R 9. Fatal Gunshot by Finlay C 10. Boss by Kinnear J 11. Troubling Waters by Andrew W 12. The White Van by Samuel W

13. The Mystery of Theresa May by Soren K 14. The Void by George B 15. Unplugged by Ben H 16. My Last Words by Chris H 17. Operation Future Juice by Will W 18. Come Calling by Taran T 19. A Dark Night by Joshua C 20. Get Me Home! by Logan H 21. Free Fall by Joseph B 22. Mammeth&#160;Astro: The Bomb Game by Jasper T 23. Proximity Mug by James W 24. The Quest of the Lost Spider by Harry C 25. Stormbreaker told in the first person narrative by Fernando D 26. Under the Mask by Arthur M 27. "Speak!" by Ethan A

It was midnight with three S.W.A.T. vehicles outside a house. One shot a bullet through the window, which smashed, while eight of the swat members climbed into the house. The two robbers, loaded with pistols, broke through the back of the house and escaped. Right after, the robbers escaped the building with eight police offices in. A Proximity Mug exploded the house up. One survived, all the others: dead.&#160;&#160; The criminals were still on the loose, until they were spotted breaking into the&#160;world's&#160;largest, and richest, bank. They were all inside, breaking through the secret passage-way below the bank, where all the money is kept. Six Police cars were on the scene, three were still on the way. There was another criminal there, with a mini-gun and an assault rifle, waiting for them to come down. The policemen were fully aware of this, but they didn&#8217;t want to go down, for fear of being shot. So, they waited for the Swat to come. All three swat vehicles arrived and arrested the three (two wounded, one dead).&#160;&#160; The next night, the detectives came and started an investigation into the origins of the Proximity Mug. Where had they got the mug from? Where had they got all the guns from? They didn&#8217;t all have a gun licence and they were all 17 years of age, so they were not permitted to be holding a mini-gun or an AR. The detectives knew this was going to take a while.&#160;

The next morning, the detectives were still on the scene and still trying to figure out where they were from. That was until one was shot in the back. A whole gang of&#160;men, all loaded with guns, shot the detectives. Dead. Three more swat vehicles arrived and shut down the street, while the whole bank was under attack. The gang were all shot in the back until one shot through the glass and shot a policeman. He was then tasered and shot by a rubber bullet, forcing him to surrender. Then, he was put in the swat van. To be continued...&#160;

&#8220;I&#8217;m&#160;Avgust&#160;&#350;ermend. My father is the cause of the deal with Hungary and he taught me Hungarian so I could understand the Hungarians if my father died. But I don&#8217;t want his to happen. I'll make sure that I&#8217;ll break the deal with Hungary and end this.&#8221; He spoke in a low, teeny, voice. &#8220;I was supposed to be a spy here, but I'm giving false information. It will only be a matter of time before my father figures out and kills me,&#8221; he carried on, then he stopped talking.&#160;&#160; The next day of&#160;Mammeth&#8217;s&#160;training was better than the one before. He had finally defeated Deepak; he was full of triumph. But Deepak cried that he was going easy on him, so it doesn&#8217;t count. &#8220;Well Deepak, It&#8217;s your fault for going easy on me, so either you teach me moves or I tell central command about our training, because, I&#8217;m pretty sure that he wouldn't like this style of training,&#8221; threatened&#160;Mammeth. Deepak was surprised at this, but he decided to train&#160;Mammeth&#160;with the moves, as he promised.&#160; A week later, after the victorious battle he had won against Deepak, again,&#160;Mammeth&#160;came across that same room after Languages class. It was empty, with no people in it, but it had some sort of tech in there; it wasn&#8217;t in there before that&#8217;s for sure.&#160;Mammeth&#160;went into the room as quiet as a mouse, just in case they were in there, still. The door shut, like there was a ghost in the room; it was quite a bit frightening. As he carried on creeping through the room, he noticed, everything was marked from an electrics company from Russia.&#160;So, they really are involved with this, too&#160;thought&#160;Mammeth.&#160;&#160;

Chapter 4: Poof...!&#160; He was looking at the plans; he had absolutely no idea what to do with them. Then, he heard footsteps heading towards the room. He had to hide. He decided to take the secret passage to Paris from the room he was in. Luckily, he went in and closed it at the same time the person entered the room. It was almost like he &#8216;Poofed&#8217; out of existence.&#160;Then he carried on down the passage, and straight to Paris, in hiding, until he came back to the Agency. After all, it is very had to deliver plans to the Russians.&#160;&#160; Finally,&#160;Mammeth&#160;managed to hack into the computer after several hours. When he went in, the device had millions of files. It could be any of them thought&#160;Mammeth. Then, he realised that the Hungarians and the Russians would make it &#8216;hack-proof&#8217; to find that file where the plans were.&#160;&#160;

Thud! The heavy breathing got closer,&#160;he slammed the bathroom door shut and dialled the MI5. He could hear footsteps getting closer and closer, soon they were going&#160;to&#160;knock the bathroom door down. Then, finally he could sigh a breath of relief,&#160;he heard the whir of helicopter blades in the distance. His commander was coming.&#160; The helicopter landed next to the bathroom window. His commander&#160;ushered&#160;him to get in but he&#160;the spy pointed to a lock on the window. Suddenly, shock over took the commander he could not lose his best spy,&#160;the spy accepted his defeat and this would be final moment,&#160;he was saying his last&#160;words&#160;when the bathroom door gave way,&#160;the 9P1&#160;gang&#160;came in,&#160;the spy&#8217;s head was dragged along with his body out of the room. The commander could only look at this with shock, his best spy,&#160;(spy 265)&#160;had been taken by the 9P1 gang,&#160;he would never see&#160;him&#160;again. Spy 265 was full of rage; he had not yet been decapitated,&#160;or&#160;whatever&#160;the gang were&#160;going to do with&#160;him&#160;and the commander would&#160;not&#160;try to save him! Spy 265 (now we can now call Aiden) remembered that there was a sub compressed pistol in his pocket. He whipped it out and shot the leader of 9P1 one gang in the head all members of the gang jumped back, the leader was the only one armed&#160;with a weapon.&#160;After this,&#160;Aiden jumped up, whacking the rest of the gang members in the head.&#160; &#160; He went rouge,&#160;he was not going to forgive anyone.&#160;

Meanwhile, the commander was explaining what had happened back at the&#160;M15 base, when he heard the&#160;Bing&#160;of the lift&#160;coming to the&#160;ground floor&#160;the lift doors opened it was Aiden,&#160;the commander&#160;was over- whelmed with&#160;happiness.&#160;He&#160;stuttered, "how&#8230;what&#8230;I ..." Finally catching&#160;his breath, he said, "I tried to&#160;hel&#8230;"&#160;the commander&#160;said in&#160;between breaths. Then,&#160;suddenly, BANG! "Why did you shoot me?"&#160;the commander&#160;whispered.&#160; Aiden&#160;took a look&#160;at&#160;the MI5&#160;base...&#160;He took a grenade&#160;out of his pocket and threw it. "Now&#160;it's&#160;fair!" he&#160;muttered. He pressed the button&#160;on the lift and went up. He did not care if the agents&#160;died,&#160;they had not tried to help him.&#160;The lift that he was in was army grade,&#160;it shielded the screams of the agents.&#160;As he was just about to reach ground&#160;level,&#160;he thought of the police army that might be there to kill him&#160;when he got out of the lift. He brought out a mini gun.&#160;Suddenly, out of the silence, he heard a&#160;KAHBOOM!&#160;The lift started to free fall; the cable had broken, the grenade that he had thrown had probably caused a chain&#160;reaction and broken the cable. He fell to his death.&#160; Aiden was&#160;right,&#160;there were police,&#160;ambulance&#160;workers and the army at the top, but they would never go on&#160;to&#160;find&#160;Aiden&#8217;s&#160;corpse.&#160;He was just a dead, forgotten man.&#160;

Chapter 1&#160; Meet Jack&#160; It was Wednesday and Jack had just woken up when he heard a beeping noise from his phone. 'The Corona Virus Protection Agency&#8217; (a.k.a. the C.V.P.A) showed up on his phone. &#8220;I could join,&#8221; Jack said. He went downstairs, got dressed, had&#160;breakfast&#160;and went to his car. Jack was 32 and he only had his brother. When he got there, all he saw was a house with a man standing outside of it.&#160;&#160; &#8220;Hello,&#8221; said the man, &#8220;so, you&#8217;ve decided to join. Well, I have a secret for you. This&#160;isn&#8217;t&#160;a Corona Virus Protection Agency. We just did that to get people to join. This is actually a secret agent base&#8221;.&#160;&#160; &#8220;Cool,&#8221; said Jack, astonished.&#160;&#160; &#8220;So, if I join, I will become a secret agent&#8221;.&#160;&#160; &#8220;Yes,&#8221; came the amazing reply.&#160;&#160; &#8220;Then, I will join.&#8221; &#8220;Ok, so the first step of becoming a secret agent is strength,&#8221; said the boss. &#8220;See if you can complete that obstacle course.&#8221; Jack had the body of a body builder.&#160;&#160; &#8220;Ok, I&#8217;ll do it&#8221;.&#160;&#160; It took 30 minutes to complete the obstacle course and, when he was done, he was exhausted. &#8220;Why don&#8217;t you get some rest?&#8221; the boss said, astonished. &#8220;It took all of the other people 1 hour to complete, but it only took you half the time to complete.&#8221;&#160;

After 7 weeks of training, the boss declared that Jack was ready. Jack and the rest of the spies gathered in the&#160;meeting room. &#8220;Your first mission,&#8221; said the boss, &#8220;is to save a plane.&#8221;&#160;&#160; After the boss had finished telling them the instructions, they went to save the plane from an unexpected army plane that was attacking it. It was a long way there, but all the spies were very patient and eventually they got there. The plane wobbled and Jack fell out of the&#160;door. Jack just grabbed on to the wing and clung on for dear&#160;life,&#160;but army planes fire hit&#160;him,&#160;and he fell to the ground. Luckily, a medical plane saved him and took him to the base.&#160; Jack felt like his brain has been unplugged. &#8220;Are you ok?&#8221; said a doctor, gently. Jack could not move his lips. He stayed in the hospital for a week, but he still could not move. He was worried that he may never be able to move again. But finally, after&#160;3 WEEKS, he got control over his body.&#160;&#160; &#8220;You won&#8217;t have any missions for a week,&#8221; stated the boss. Jack was a bit annoyed, but he knew that the boss was right.&#160;

I spend a great deal of time feeling proud of Solefield boys, but I am especially thrilled to see this book take form. Our boys are so creative! Once again, they have proven that no lockdown can hold them back. They continue to amaze me with their imagination. Well done, boys!

The most cunning criminal goes by one name, and one name only: &#8216;The Lost Spider!&#8217; Many spies have tried to capture him, but none have succeeded. The Spider seems to get away leaving his mark: a spider carving.&#160; Tom Webber was an ordinary 13-year-old boy at Seven Elms High School, or so he thought. He is&#160;actually the&#160;son of The Lost Spider. Tom Webber was having an ordinary day at Seven Elms to realise when he got home, no-one was there. As he entered the house, he wondered&#160;where's&#160;everyone gone?&#160;When he investigated the living room, he saw a man standing in the shadows. &#8220;Who are you? What have you done with my mother? Why are you here?&#8221; shouted Tom.&#160;&#160; &#8220;Hold your horses, one at a time,&#8221; said the man in the corner. &#8220;I&#8217;ll explain everything in time, but first come with me.&#8221;&#160; Tom&#160;protested against&#160;him first, but he was given no choice because he threatened to kill his mother. So, Tom followed the creepy guy into what looked like an old telephone box. As soon as they got inside, they shot down like a rocket and then they were in a massive underground secret organisation. &#8220;Follow me,&#8221; exclaimed the creepy man and Tom did.&#160;

They walked into a room that had surveillance cameras in every corner, watching their every move. There was an old young man sitting at a desk in front of them &#8220;Take a seat,&#8221; said the man in a very calm voice. &#8220;So, I hear you&#160;are Tom Webber. Have you ever wondered where your last name came from?&#8221;&#160; &#8220;Yes, actually I have. I don&#8217;t suppose you know where it came from?&#8221; Tom pondered.&#160; Why did I ask him that? He probably does not know anything about me, especially my last name. &#160;&#8220;Your last name comes from your father...&#8221; the young man exclaimed.&#160; &#8220;Yes, of course, it comes from my father. Who else would it come from?&#8221; mumbled Tom under his breath.&#160;&#160; &#8220;As I was saying,&#8221; said the man in an angered tone, glaring at Tom, &#8220;Your last name comes from your father who is &#8216;The Lost Spider.&#8221;&#160; &#160; &#8220;No, it can&#8217;t be! My father is not &#8216;The Lost Spider&#8217;. He died when I was three in a plane crash,&#8221; shouted Tom. &#160; &#8220;No, he didn&#8217;t!&#8221;&#160;

The sky was black. The city was&#160;dark&#160;and the moon was masked by a cluster of mist. Agent T was making his way down Evelyn road, quietly and secretively. He was on a mission to capture and terminate a known criminal nicknamed 'Faceless', due to the expressionless mask that he always wears. He had been across London smuggling weapons around and it was T&#8217;s job to terminate him.&#160; His first move was to get into his corporation tower disguised as an investor wanting to buy a load of firearms. But first he would need to neutralise&#160;Faceless's&#160;cab driver so he would have to wait in the tower. The cab would have the logo of his company: MASKED.&#160;&#160; T saw a black and red car with a mask on the front. &#8220;That&#8217;s It!&#8221; he whispered. T pulled out his disruptor gun and disabled the vehicle. He then leaped in and stunned the cab driver. He walked the rest of the way to the tower and knocked on the glass door and was startled when he saw a guard holding a M16 assault rifle. He knocked on the door again and the guard finally opened the door. He pointed the gun at T and said, &#8220;who are you, eh?&#8221;&#160;&#160; &#8220;I&#8217;m Brian Bilson, CEO of BILSON INC.&#8221; ,&#160;a fake identity and company made by Raven, the corporation he works for. He then pulled out a fake ID card.&#160;&#160; &#8220;Oh sorry, sir, I was being ignorant.&#8221;&#160;&#160; T walked up the stairs into a huge storage unit. In all the boxes were heavy explosive artillery shells.&#160;

T overheard some guards talking. &#8220;Once&#160;we&#8217;ve&#160;got these shipped out, then we get our dosh.&#160;Dunno&#160;know what he&#8217;s planning to do with the rest&#160;of&#8217;em&#160;though.&#8221;&#160;&#160; It seemed very odd why he was keeping so many shells back instead of selling them. T continued up the stairs and arrived at the meeting room. In front of him was a table and two&#160;chairs;&#160;one occupied by a hulking muscly man wearing an expressionless mask. Faceless. T went to sit down, obviously disguised as Brian Bilson. He formally scooted over to the table and sat down. &#8220;So how many do you want?&#8221; Faceless exclaimed in a thick Russian accent.&#160; T was surrounded by guards all holding heavy machine guns. He wondered why they were all holding such heavy weaponry. &#8220;Speak up, are you scared?&#8221; T could see the soldiers raising their guns. He had to get out. He pulled out his&#160;bladetounge&#160;(read my instruction sheet on the&#160;bladetounge) and grappled onto the ceiling. He swiftly pulled out his silenced pistol and vanquished Faceless right through the skull. He pulled out his stealth syringe and stabbed it into his leg. He was completely invisible for 15 seconds. He swung out the window and realised that he was falling from a&#160;15 story&#160;building. He had to catch himself. As soon as he was about to hit the ground, he fired his grappling hook into a nearby building and, as he heard the clink, he knew he had succeeded.&#160;

Alfie was a&#160;top-secret&#160;spy for an organisation called Nova 26. He was&#160;going&#160;on a hit mission to&#160;kill&#160;Mr Arnold, a billionaire who had stolen from Mr K,&#160;Alfie's&#160;boss. When he got his mission, Mr K was not happy.&#160;&#8216;Your new mission is to get my&#160;money,&#160;or you&#8217;re done for!&#8217;&#160;shouted Mr K. Alfie&#160;quickly&#160;replied, &#8216;Ok,&#160;sir.&#8217;&#160; So, he was off on his mission.&#160;He&#160;went to get&#160;info&#160;about Mr Arnold, so that he could know when and where he was, at all times. He noted down things like when he had dinner; or had a bath; or when he is in bed.&#160;Alfie&#160;went to get plane tickets for Rio&#160;Brazil, because Mr Arnold was hiding in&#160;an old, abandoned, creepy&#160;bunker, according to the data in the file room&#160;at&#160;Nova 26; their humongous data stock had intel on&#160;anyone&#160;and everyone.&#160;

When he got there, he got going. He&#160;moved swiftly through the trees, remembering the precise instructions he had been given only weeks earlier. He had been constantly thinking about them, non-stop, during the plane journey to Rio. The instructions had been&#160;simply&#160;to kill Mr Arnold and get Mr K&#8217;s money back. But when he got there, he went to the bunker and he scoped it out&#160;with his Air Rifle with its UTG 3-9X32 1&#160;Bug Buster&#160;Scope attached.&#160; To his horror, all the guards were&#160;dead, so he lock arrowed the rotting dead bodies.&#160;He found some red, slippery footsteps and followed&#160;them. It led to an old house which had been abandoned for years, but when&#160;he&#160;went in,&#160;a pistol went off and the&#160;UTG 3-9X32 1&#160;Alfie was holding, went off. They both lay dead on the floor. He died from a fatal&#160;gunshot&#160;to the head&#160;and Mr&#160;Arnold&#160;had one to the&#160;heart. But it was not Mr Arnold who had shot him...&#160;

He heard, yet again, another beep and wondered who it was. Then he saw the number and it was just his boss, from the spy base. warning him that there were killers on the loose, tracking him down to take him away. This scared him. He kept on walking and that walk changed into a run, which turned into a sprint as he heard a car pull up behind him. Screech. Bang. Bang. He looked behind and saw two men jumping out of a fully-blacked-out SUV. They were wearing black clothes with their hoods up and faces down; they were walking slowly behind him, watching every step he took and where he went.&#160; At this point, they shouted at the terrified human being,&#160; &#8239;"COME BACK HERE NOW!"&#160; So, he turned around and pulled out his gold shotgun, pointed it at their faces and shouted,&#160; &#8239;"BACK OFF! I AM NOT AFRAID TO SHOOT THIS THING, SO I WOULD BE CAREFUL IF I WERE YOU."&#160; Without hesitation, they pulled out their guns. Pop. Bang. Bang. Pop. It was a 2v1 gunfight and he knew this could be his fate, so he ran for his life. He had always been taught, at the agency, that he needs to be speedy for reasons like this and now this is where he used his speed. As fast as a lightning bolt, the spy sped off into the distance and around the corner.

The killers&#160;weren&#8217;t&#160;too slow themselves as they were right behind him, chasing him like a menacing shark hunting a fish. The men&#160;couldn&#8217;t&#160;keep up with him so BANG. They shot one bullet from&#160;their silver lightweight pistol to slow him down. It was a shot that would change his life forever.&#160; One week later, the spy was sitting in the hospital with wounds all over and he was shouting in pain as all he could do is have those horrible flashbacks from the night it&#8239;all&#8239;started. He was so lucky that he was not dead as there was a 90% chance that the spy would die as he had brain damage, a broken back, two broken fingers and a broken leg.&#8239;He knew this job would take a bit longer than usual to recover from. He was wondering if he would even make it out of the hospital in the state he was in at that moment.&#160; He was just confused and really,&#8239;really&#8239; terrified at this moment when he heard his phone go off again. Ever so slowly, he picked up his phone and pressed accept.&#160; &#8220;Its&#8239;not over yet,&#8239;you're&#8239;not safe.&#8221;&#160;

It was safe&#160;to land.&#160; The pilot pressed forwards on the joystick and the planes pitch lowered. He lined up with the overgrown&#160;runway and&#160;pulled the throttle back to idle, as the Cessna Skyhawk did a rather bumpy landing on the abandoned runway. He applied the brakes and the plane came to a stop next to the man standing&#160;on&#160;the runway, waiting for them.&#160;&#160; The pilot turned off the plane as the other two men got their luggage out. The pilot followed them.&#160; The two men had a discussion with the man&#160;who had been&#160;waiting for them away from the&#160;pilot.&#160;&#8220;What should we do with the pilot?&#8221;&#160;asked one of the people that went on the plane.&#160;&#160; &#8220;I don&#8217;t know, Rupert,&#8221;&#160;replied the other one. &#160;&#160;&#160; &#8220;We shall take him with us then dispose of him&#160;rightfully,&#8221;&#160;commanded the man who had been waiting for them.&#160; &#8220;You!&#8221; the man indicated at the pilot casually waiting by the plane, &#8220;Come with us!&#8221;&#160;&#160; The pilot thought&#160;This is going to be my death, isn't it? But I guess&#160;I'll&#160;have to go anyway.

The pilot followed them through the dark, towering trees towards a&#160;swamp&#160;that was filled with dangerous creatures, away from the safety of the runway. They trotted on through the swamp into a cave in&#160;the&#160;side&#160;of&#160;a hill where the man that had been waiting for them (Thegore), pushed a small button on the wall and the small cave wall split apart into a huge chamber. The pilot was terrified of what was happening but&#160;didn&#8217;t&#160;show his terror to the&#160;other people as they walked down the huge staircase, into the room. The second man on the plane (Ollug) flicked a lever on the wall of the cavern and a shining rainbow ball of light raised out of the floor&#160;on a&#160;podium.&#160;Thegore&#160;took the ball of light in his hands and giggled, &#8220;he&#160;he&#160;he.&#8221;&#160; The ball of light was an extremely powerful, magical object that not many people knew about.&#160;Whoever holds the ball of light shall become extremely unstable with the power in the hands as the&#160;Yuhjore (The Ball Of Light) can give the holder the power to manipulate light.&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; The power is&#160;too much for a human body and, therefore, the person shall become very unstable.&#160;

It was a clear black night with a clear white moon, when the so-called &#8216;accident&#8217; happened. He knew who&#160;did&#160;it,&#160;but he&#160;didn&#8217;t&#160;know why. In all his years of Police training, he&#160;had not been taught how to deal with a Russian hitman killing a spy. He knew his life was in danger; they&#160;wouldn&#8217;t&#160;let someone live to tell the tale. He was certain he had to move to another county or hide in the countryside, but he&#160;couldn&#8217;t&#160;afford to do that. He was scared for his wellbeing.&#160;&#160; Whilst he was packing his things, they found him, and they&#160;weren&#8217;t&#160;happy. He pushed one of the Russians over. Then&#160;the ex-policeman ran&#160;around the corner.&#160;Soon he would have&#160;escaped, finally.&#160;After that, the captain&#160;called a taxi and rushed to the airport. He&#160;dashed&#160;to the airport ticket seller and bought a ticket for the next flight to India. He chose India because it would be hard to find him in the massive and densely-populated country.&#160;The young&#160;man&#160;&#160;had&#160;a long flight ahead of him, but he was prepared. With only one backpack, full of money, he went to the nearest house for sale and he bought it. Then&#160;the man&#160;got a job as a security guard in a clothes store.&#160;

He soon settled in and learned to love living in India. After a week, he found a language teacher who taught him the language of the region he was in. Once he could speak the language, he soon made a lot of friends. After a year, he started to tell people his story.&#160;&#160; One person who he told his story to&#160;was&#160;a book producer. This curious man told him that if he made a book about his story, he would make millions. So, he quickly got to work on his book. It&#160;wasn&#8217;t&#160;hard to write because he already knew how the story went; he didn&#8217;t have to be creative. The next month, he produced his book and (as the curious man had predicted) he made millions. But they found him; they finally found him. Bang! He was never heard from again.

He woke up tied to a chair. &#8220;Qu'est-ce&#160;qui&#160;devrait&#160;... Lui. Il&#160;pourrait&#160;&#234;tre&#160;...&#160;chacun&#160;de nous et&#160;r&#233;v&#233;ler&#160;..&#160;soi&#160;&#8230;" he heard, in the next room. &#8220;Voyons&#160;voir&#160;s'il&#160;s'est&#160;encore&#160;r&#233;veill&#233;,&#8221; they said. Then the pound of footsteps was heading toward him. I have to get out of here! he thought. He tugged and tugged on the ropes; he had a peep over his shoulder. Damn,&#160;the&#160;palomar&#160;knot, clever he thought. The door opened, too late, &#8220;Welcome to the French Agency,&#160;Mammeth. You shall be a new agent here and will be named &#8216;Agent 043&#8217;. We know about your father&#8217;s death.&#8221; This got his attention now. &#8220;The day that your father died was not known by your mother 3 days later and we told her that your father was murdered by some street thugs. That was a lie,&#8221; the older agent said, &#8220;he was murdered, but not by street thugs. It was the Russians that killed him... There you have it. Now, do you want to be an agent and avenge your father?&#8221;&#160;Mammeth&#160;had to think about it. Would his mother know of this?&#8217; Then, he heard the older agent talk again. &#8220;My name is Prof. James Franco, but please call me James,&#8221; he said, happily, &#8220;Your mother thinks you are at a boarding school, you shall be taking calls when we allow you to.&#8221;&#160; &#8220;When will my first mission be, Seamus?&#8221; replied&#160;Mammeth,&#160; &#8220;Who&#8217;s Seamus?&#8221;&#160; &#8220;It&#8217;s a nickname for James,&#8221; replied&#160;Mammeth. James just pulled an 'ok' confused kind of face, but he liked the name.&#160;&#160;

Mammeth&#160;was taken to a room that the French agency call: The Weapon Lab. He was taken inside the room, with Seamus behind him. &#8220;This is the Weapon Lab where we make our gadgets for missions,&#8221; Seamus started. Because&#160;Mammeth&#160;was more of an observant person than a listening person, he&#8217;d noticed that some people were making some sort of secret hidden gadget, &#8220;As you have seen over there, they are making a new gadget that they are calling &#8216;The&#160;CombKnife&#8217;. It&#8217;s supposed to be a knife with many uses but to disguise it, we chose a comb because, who would suspect a thing?!&#8221; said Seamus.&#160; &#8220;How long will it take to finish constructing the gadget?&#8221; questioned&#160;Mammeth.&#160; &#8220;We don&#8217;t know how long yet, but we are trying to figure that out,&#8221;&#160; That wasn&#8217;t Seamus thought&#160;Mammeth.&#160;&#160; &#8220;Ah, meet our best Scientist we have, Logan Tyne,&#8221;&#160; &#8220;Pleasure to meet you&#160;Mammeth,&#8221; replied Logan, as he held his hand out. Mammeth&#160;did the same. &#8220;So, would you like to meet my companion?&#8221;&#160;cried Logan. He led&#160;Mammeth&#160;to his workstation. &#8220;This is&#160;Dr.&#160;Kevin Morrisey,&#8221; said Logan.&#160; &#8220;Glad to meet you,&#160;Mammeth,&#8221; said Kevin, smiling. &#8220;I think we should move on, right&#160;Mammeth?&#8221; replied Seamus, looking to hurry off.&#160;

The cavern collapsed in and all of the people rushed out.&#160;Thegore&#160;shot light at the pilot but narrowly missed him.&#160;The pilot realised it was time to run and ran out of the cavern, in the direction of the plane. He ran like his life depended on it (because his life&#160;did&#160;depend on it!). The pilot saw the plane's light and rushed over the runway to the it.&#160; The pilot started the engine and locked the doors, hoping that it would keep him safe as the engine rpm went up and he applied full flaps. The people ran onto the runway as the engine was ready for&#160;take-off. The pilot disarmed the brakes and applied full throttle. As the Cessna Skyhawk zoomed down the runway, it reached 44&#160;kph and the pilot pulled the yoke towards him as the plane nose-lifted off the ground. The man with the ball of light shot at him but the beam hit the landing gear,&#160;destroying&#160;it,&#160;but&#160;it didn&#8217;t hit the propellers as he was aiming for.&#160;&#160;

My name is Agent Morton and I have been sent on a spy mission to find a missing person and bring them back to The American Spy force for questioning. I am really tall with blonde hair and I like to wear smart clothes so that I blend in with people. I have a really cool car that I drive, it&#8217;s a Hummer, which doesn&#8217;t blend in, but it keeps me safe from bullets, knives and grenades. I need it to take me on missions and today I am going to drive hundreds of miles across the desert to find my target. The reason why we want to catch him is because he killed someone a few years ago who was part of our team. The target used to be my partner but, for some reason, he betrayed me and I cannot believe that he did this. I need to find him to get answers.

It was cold, the kind of cold to make you shiver... Three men were lurking in the shadows and they weren&#8217;t about to let anyone get in their way.&#160;They were about to pull off the biggest crime of the&#160;century.&#160;It was based in the Hamptons, New York. It was 5pm, people were doing last minute&#160;Christmas&#160;shopping, but the three men had a big gift, 30 million for each of them as they scurried&#160;into the&#160;bank, until...&#160; The&#160;deserted streets of N.Y&#160;were&#160;packed&#160;and people were&#160;roaming around like mad men, but a few men were planning to&#160;pull off the crime of the century at the&#160;Bank of New York. It had twice the average amount of security, and it wasn&#8217;t time to mess about. If you were robbing it, they would shoot you before you stepped foot in the vault.&#160;But they had thought about that, or so they thought.&#160;It had&#160;24 hour&#160;CCTV and Security Guards, many of whom were S.W.A.T recruits. &#8220;We have practiced what to do for 3 months,&#160;so don&#8217;t over complicate it...&#8221;&#160;&#160;mumbled one of the three men. The others shrugged as if they knew that this&#160;could go wrong, it could go wrong with a simple move, of a foot setting off all of the security. The men started to crouch and run into the building like police invading a house. They swiftly got into the main part of the bank where men were still working, and the public were sorting their bank cards out. But little did they know that three men were eager for their money (the New York Bank's money). They all aggressively pulled their masks above their face and put a money face&#160;on..&#160;Guns out...

&#8220;Get on the ground. Now!&#8221;&#160;&#160;shouted one of the three men,&#160;all of&#160;the public obeyed them and crawled on the floor with forgiveness. &#8220;Jacob, you stay here!&#8221; demanded the leader of the three. All of them looked at the leader as if they had been stabbed, but, no, they all realized his real name had just been revealed. They all rushed down to the vault with Jacob staying put in the main part of the bank. Two men started taking the money with greed. &#8220;Look Out!&#8221; said one with an alarmed look. A man had&#160;run&#160;from Jacob with him not noticing, but it was too late; the man had stabbed one of the three men. Slam! He was out like a bulb with a light switch. Two men were left in the&#160;bank.&#160;They had to start running to the getaway van, but as soon as they got&#160;in,&#160;they heard the alarming noise of the iconic police siren. The three men's stomachs dropped with disappointment and excitement. You could hear the mega speaker from&#160;at least&#160;600&#160;metres&#160;away and that&#8217;s when the man in the back disobeyed the leaders rules. He wanted all the money for himself, so he got his gun and shot the man in the legs and pushed him out the back of the van. The driver had been shot by a policeman and was dead still in the driving seat. There was one left until he went&#160;straight into the side of&#160;the&#160;bridge with the speed of a cheetah. Still on&#160;a road,&#160;the van&#160;came to a&#160;halt&#160;with nothing but money falling out the back. Bang! A shot had been fired.&#160;He&#160;was knocked out for a few minutes until... He woke up to see that he had glass speared into his chest. That meant he was either dead or going to prison. He chose death. With&#160;the gun below his chin, he pulled the trigger.&#160;And that was the end of the robbery ... Death..&#160;

It was a cold and rainy&#160;day when&#160;I heard a&#160;gunshot&#160;from the street. I went to tell my&#160;mother,&#160;but&#160;I found her dead on the ground. Then, I looked outside onto the street and&#160;saw an SAA spy with a gun in his hand. When I looked at him, he ran away, back to the SAA, to report what he had done.&#160; I was determined not to let him get away with a murder, so I went to an Italian assassin group who have trained many secret&#160;spies&#160;to kill. I asked if they could train me and they agreed to help.&#160; After 12 long years of tradecraft training, I returned to the street where my mother had been killed. Sure enough, there he was, looking for his next victim. I went up to him, and then&#160;I kicked him in the head. He retaliated by grabbing&#160;my leg and pulled me down to the ground. Then he stood up and pointed the gun at my forehead and said, "Goodnight." I was not going to let the person that killed my mother also kill me,&#160;so, I&#160;turned his arm and flipped him over his own arm.&#160;

Then the gun fell out of his hand&#160;and, hastily, I grabbed&#160;it. I was going to say, "No, it's your&#160;time to sleep!"&#160;Then,&#160;BANG! A car hit me and it broke my back and leg.&#160;I don&#8217;t know how I survived the car crash&#160;but I later found out, while I was in hospital, that it was an&#160;SSA spy who wanted to&#160;kill me. They are still looking for me now and so I have decided to go into hiding. That&#8217;s&#160;where&#160;I am now, hiding from the SAA. I am&#160;still trying to kill that man.&#160;&#160;

The next room that&#160;Mammeth&#160;was shown was the computer room. It was where agents were briefed on the missions they had been assigned. Then, he was shown the training arena. The training arena was quite an interesting place to be. &#8220;Here is the training arena,&#8221; Seamus started off. &#8220;Look, I just want to say this,&#160;Mammeth, but we French are having a battle against Hungary and Russia. Why? Well, the Russians made a deal with Hungary and they had to take some bomb plans from the French base to Russia so Russia can destroy the French. But your father killed the Hungarians that had to deliver the plans, so that meant the bomb plans were destroyed. But someone who works here made some new plans. Your father knew of this, he knew the person, but the Russians killed him before he could go to central command,&#8221; Seamus said with the sad funeral voice that vicars use. &#8220;So, follow me to the central office&#160;Mammeth.&#8221; Mammeth&#160;did what he asked.&#160; Mammeth&#160;headed towards the coffee shop to see central command in the queue. Just on time. He went to show central command the phone number of the person who got his phone out in that meeting. Central Command said he did not know that number, but he would try to find out whose number it was. For once,&#160;Mammeth&#160;did something useful to stop the enemies.&#160;

Chapter 2: Warming Up&#160; &#8220;Come on bro, don&#8217;t be scared.&#8221;&#160;Mammeth&#160;was fighting in the training arena against a teen called Deepak&#160;Movyed. Deepak was his personal trainer, but&#160;Mammeth&#160;thought that this man never actually taught any moves that would help in a real fight. &#8220;You lose, again,&#8221; cheered Deepak, in a boastful voice.&#160;Mammeth&#160;got up from the ground saying, with agony, &#8220;When will you ever teach me moves that will help to defeat our enemy?&#8221;&#160; &#8220;When you defeat me in our training battles,&#8221; he replied.&#160;Mammeth&#160;moaned as he left the room. He went down the corridor to &#8216;Languages lesson&#8217;.&#160; &#8220;Does anyone know what this language is? And what I&#8217;m saying in this language?&#8221; The Languages teacher said. &#8220;Gu&#240;&#160;fjandinn,&#160;vi&#240;&#160;t&#246;pu&#240;um&#160;&#254;v&#237;,&#160;far&#240;u&#160;&#250;t&#160;N&#218;NA!&#8221; No-one in the room could understand what the teacher had said, or the language. The teacher told the class, &#8216;God damn it, we lost it, get out NOW!&#8217; in Icelandic. Then she chose another language to say, &#8220;Tueal&#160;wakhudh&#160;li&#160;bwb.&#8221; She chose again. Only Deepak put his hand up; he was chosen by the teacher to see what she had said. &#8220;You&#160;said,&#160;&#8216;Come and get me, Bob&#8217; in Arabic, didn&#8217;t you?&#8221; &#8220;Well done, Deepak.&#160;Just&#160;saying, once you got one of the questions right, then you can leave the room, so Deepak, off you go,&#8221; The teacher sounded strict. Deepak got up and left the room. So, this could take until the end of the day Mammeth&#160;thought. The teacher said something else and&#160;Mammeth&#160;could only hear &#8216;Oyun&#160;...&#160;sa&#287;lar.&#8217; Again, someone put their hand up, and got the answer right.

I would describe myself as a very careful man and the car that drives me to work every day&#8239;at 7.15 is a custom-made Mercedes with&#8239;reinforced-steel doors and bullet-proof windows. My driver, a retired FBI agent , carried a a&#8239;Beretta sub-compact&#8239;semi-automatic pistol and knew how to use it. There were just five steps from the point where&#8239;we came&#8239;to the entrance&#8239;of Roscoe Tower (named after me)&#8239;on New&#8239;York&#8217;s&#8239;fifth&#8239;avenue, but the CCTV cameras followed us every inch of the way.&#160; Once the automatic doors had slid shut&#8239;behind me, a uniformed&#8239;receptionist &#8211; also armed - watched as I crossed the foyer and entered my own private lift. The lift had white marble walls, a blue carpet, a silver handrail silver,&#160;and no buttons.&#8239;I pressed my hand against a small glass&#8239;panel.&#160; A sensor&#8239;read my fingerprints, verified&#160;them&#160;and activated the lift. The doors slid shut and the lift rose to the sixtieth floor, without stopping. Nobody else ever used it.&#8239;Nor did it ever stop at any of the other floors in the building. While it was travelling up, the receptionist was on the telephone,&#8239;letting my staff know I was on the way. Everyone who worked in my office had been hand-picked&#8239;and thoroughly vetted. It was impossible to see me without&#8239;an appointment. Getting an appointment could take up to three months.&#160;

When you are rich you&#8239;have to&#8239;be careful. There are cranks,&#160;kidnappers&#160;and terrorists... the&#8239;desperate&#8239;and the&#8239;dispossessed. I was the chairman of Roscoe electronics and the ninth richest man in the world - so,&#8239;I&#8239;was&#8239;very careful, indeed.&#8239;Ever&#8239;since my face had appeared on the front cover of Time&#8239;magazine (&#8220;The Electronic King&#8221;) I realised&#8239;I was a visible target.&#8239;So,&#8239;when in public, I walked quickly, with my head bent. The glasses that I wore had been chosen to&#8239;hide as much as possible of my round, handsome face. My suits were expensive, but&#8239;not obvious.&#8239;If I went to the theatre or to dinner, I always arrived&#8239;at the last minute, I preferred not to hang around. There&#8239;are dozens of security systems in my life&#8239;and, although they once annoyed me,&#8239;they had&#8239;to become routine.&#160; But ask any spy or security agent. Routine is the one thing that can kill you. It tells your enemy where you are going to be and when&#160;you&#8217;re&#8239;going to be there. Routine was going to&#8239;get me killed&#8239;and this was the day death had come calling.&#160;

I woke up with a quick shudder. I knew what was going to&#160;happen&#160;but the choice was mine. I could avoid it and live under threat or I could just accept it and get through this. The choice was mine. I looked out of my window for the last time. It was perfect weather for an awful day, with grim spitting rain everywhere. I couldn&#8217;t believe&#160;this.&#160;How did I get here?&#160; Well, it all started 2 years ago when I had just got fired from my job. A white van had stopped right in front of me.&#160;The man driving was a young man: big, strong and had a huge scar on his face. He said, "hop in." My mum said to be aware of 'stranger danger' when I was a kid but I&#8217;m not a kid and my mum&#8217;s dead, so it wouldn&#8217;t matter. I hopped in, like he said to, and he then drove off. It was quite awkward because we didn&#8217;t know&#160;each other,&#160;and I didn&#8217;t know what was happening.&#160;

When we got there (wherever it was), the man took me inside a tiny shack. He opened the door. It was an elevator and we immediately went down. What I saw was amazing: a huge station. It didn&#8217;t take me long to find out it was a spy business. A lady then said, "Welcome to MHB, a spying business only for people." I didn&#8217;t understand that bit. I was still amazed.&#160;&#160; Four years into working for the spy business, I got fired for assassinating our boss. They said I just got fired, but two years later I got&#160;an&#160;email from the same spy business saying I was getting assassinated.&#160; And here we are again, confused looking out a window. That's when I saw the same white van. I was scared; my heart&#160;was thumping. I knew I couldn&#8217;t delay this. I went outside and went right up to the van. It was the same man before driving the van. He lowered the window, pulled out a gun and the last thing I&#160;heard&#160;was:&#160;BANG!&#160;&#160;

Horowitz's story, continued by Alexander Y

I&#8239;shifted nervously,&#8239;glancing at every dark doorway as&#8239;I&#8239;walked down the uneven, cobbled&#8239;alley.&#8239;The hairs on the back of my neck&#8239;prickled&#8239;as I heard a small&#8239;pebble&#8239;being&#8239;knocked loose and slowly&#8239;roll to a halt. I&#8239;immediately&#8239;froze and slowly turned around,&#8239;dreading what was behind&#160;me. Just before&#160;I faced the man,&#8239;I felt a spark of pain shoot&#8239;through my head.&#160;Then I fell on the floor, writhing,&#160;and slowly passed out.&#160; When I woke up,&#8239;I had&#8239;a&#160;fierce&#160;itch on the back of my neck but when I&#8239;went&#8239;to itch&#8239;it,&#8239;I found a bandage there!&#8239;I heard&#8239;a voice&#8239;emitting from the speaker in the corner of the&#8239;room, it&#160;said,&#8239;&#8220;Ah, I see that you have finally woken up.&#160;I would&#8239;advise that you don&#8217;t fiddle with the bandage on the back of&#8239;your head as&#8239;we have&#8239;trip wired&#8239;it, so if&#8239;you take the bandage off,&#8239;you will get injected with hydrofluoric acid.&#8221;&#8239; I immediately&#8239;stopped fiddling with&#8239;it.&#8239; Just then, two men came walking in and dragged me outside to a black Range Rover with misted windows.&#8239;They&#8239;handcuffed me then put me in the back seat next to&#8239;a man in a black suit with matching sunglasses.&#8239;He said to me, &#8220;You are to listen to these&#8239;instructions carefully and repeat them back to me.&#8221;&#160;

Once I was nearing the end of my car&#8239;journey,&#8239;my head felt like it had been drilled into with a jackhammer.&#8239;The instructions he gave me&#8239;were:&#160; 1. Request a meeting with Tom Blake.&#160; 2. Keep on requesting until they accept.&#160; 3. Let them choose where the meeting is.&#160; 4. Ask Tom Blake his full name twice.&#160; 5. Do not let them know about this meeting.&#160; Suddenly, the car jolted to a halt.&#160;The two men grabbed&#8239;me and&#160;walked me to another car in which&#160;two men exchanged me for&#160;a mass&#160;murderer&#160;who I had once encountered.&#160; As soon as I&#160;stepped into the car,&#160;the man who was next to me in the car&#160;apologised, with a tear in his eye, and then stabbed me with a knife.&#160;

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