

And out of no where he was attack by a man with a knife.

” he was looking at a stage with a label that said “Jakes life.” There was a man walking in a dark ally. “okay he’s going to slowly walk down the dark alley then out of no where a mysterious man jumps out behind the darkness and mauls the him.” I saw a man on top of a chair labeled “Director. Then darkness I slowly awoke to the sound of a voice out of hand held speaker. Then a loud crashing sound came from the roof and the ceiling came crashing down “Lets get the hell out here!” Yelled Marcos but I was too late for me as all I remember was seeing my friends run for the door then a sharp pain at my back. We all felt great and happy but nothing could prepare us for what happened next. After making it to a film room we sat down and enjoyed the movie. We slowly entered the theater silently as if we were going to suprise somebody. I had minor trouble at first but then I didn’t want to like a weak punk so I gave it my all and it busted open “Now that’s how El rey de los chingones does it!” I said feeling good about myself.

“Well shake a leg” said Jeremy “this shit’s getting heavy” we all laughed seeing the tired and stressed look on his face “alrighty guys lets get in.” I brought the crowbar beacuse the doors were locked. There we are at the entrance slightly scared well atleast I was. Jeremy said he’d bring food sandwiches and chips Marcos brought the projector and Angelo brought a few flicks. My story begins at an old theater in Lubbock Texas my friends and I were finally graduating to high-school so as a celebration we all decided on watching a movie at the old the place. But me, I know the truth its a cinema and THEY watch. some say it’s something you’ve done in a previous life. Haven’t you ever had that deja vu moment were every thing seems to have happened before.
