Chapter 4
Jason woke up with a massive headache. Everything was dark. The air he sucked in was humid and rank.
"Why is there a bag over my head?" He wondered. Disoriented and confused, he tried to move his arms only to find they were bound behind him. He kicked his legs to find that they were bound as well. Then his memory slowly became unclouded.
"The man in the alley, he did this to me." Jason thought. He struggled some more, trying to free himself from the bindings. He had to stop though as the pain was unbearable. The bindings seemed to be cutting into his skin. In frustration, desperation, and fear, Jason screamed out. The scream then turned into a cry.
"What is going on? Why is this happening to me?" He questioned out loud.
"Because you have information that we want" a voice replied. Jason nearly fell over in his chair from fear, when the voice sounded. He thought he was alone up to that point.
"So tell me what you know and I will make your death less painful."
"I swear to you I don't know what you are talking about, please just let me go." Jason pleaded. The man walked up to Jason, lifted his leg up and kicked him in the chest, toppling Jason to the ground and knocking the wind out of him. The bindings on his wrist dug deeper into his skin. Jason fought for air, and when it returned he yelped in pain.
"I will give you a minute to think things over. When I return, I will not be so patient." The man said calmly.
Jason then listened to the footsteps of the man distance themselves from where he now lay. He heard a door creak open and slam. The footsteps then faded away. He shifted his body to the side and began to shake nervously.
"Who is this guy? What does he expect me to tell him?" He thought. He lay there in pain for five minutes, trying with all his might to know what it was he was being tortured for. I he knew he would have no problem giving the information up. But that was just the thing. He didn't know anything. Had the man picked up the wrong person? There could be no other explanation.
The door cracked open again, and the man in the bowler hat walked in the room.
"Have you made your decision?" He asked.
"Sir, I don't know what you are talking about. I really think you have mistaken me for someone else. If you let me go, I promise I won't say a word to anybody. I mean, I couldn't even if I wanted to. I haven't even seen your face." Jason pleaded.
The man neared Jason and kneeled at his side.
"Perhaps you are right my dear boy. Perhaps you aren't Jason Jason. Maybe you aren't the one I have been tracking for the last 6 months. I guess it could be possible you aren't the one who has been contacted by the Ghost. So I guess I can let you go. I mean, after all, you haven't seen me or anything."
The man paused for a second; he reached to his thigh and unsheathed a 10-inch hunters knife. He looked at it shimmer in the light. His eyes shot up and to the left as he thought. He shook his head and put the knife back in its place. He reached inside his pocket and pulled out a Swiss army knife. He searched for the corkscrew and pulled it out of its slot. He nodded in approval.
"Lets just make sure you don't ever see me." The man said. Then he slowly pierced the corkscrew through the black sack covering Jason's head and into his right eye and twisted until it was in an inch deep. He then tugged Jason's eye out of its socket. Jason howled in agony. The pain was excruciating. The man started on the second eye and did just like the first. This time Jason didn't feel the pain; he had gone unconscious once again. The man removed the black sack that had been covering Jason's head.
"You won't be needing this anymore." He said to the sleeping Jason. He walked over to a table and grabbed a medical kit. He returned to where Jason lay and started cleaning his eye sockets.
"Mother always told me to keep your toys nice and tidy."
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Chapter 3
Chapter 3
Rollo Danalos was on a mission. He had been sent by his employer to find some young kid that had gone missing in Sydney about a week earlier. Rollo didn’t know why his employer wanted this kid, nor did he care. He would be paid all the same, and as far as he was concerned, the less he knew about these things, the better.
What he did know was that the kids name was Jason Baynes a 19-year-old black kid from Sydney. The picture Rollo had been given, showed Jason to be about 6 feet tall. He was skinny, but with fat cheeks. His short hair was dyed blonde as well.
Jason had been reported missing by his girlfriend when he didn't come home after 3 days. The police could find no leads or clues to his disappearance and told the girl he had probably just gone on holiday without her. Nobody but Jason's boss and girlfriend had even notices he was gone. He didn't seem like anybody of any importance, but for some reason Rollo's employer wanted him found, a reason, that Rollo was not at all interested in knowing.
Rollo had a very good idea as to who had caused the disappearance of the kid. If his employer was interested in Jason, then Solono would know about him too. Solono was one of the few people in the world who even knew his employer existed. Solono himself was similar in the fact that he seemed to be no more than a conspiracy theorist creation in the minds of the few people who had heard of him. He was, however, very real.
Rollo Danalos was on a mission. He had been sent by his employer to find some young kid that had gone missing in Sydney about a week earlier. Rollo didn’t know why his employer wanted this kid, nor did he care. He would be paid all the same, and as far as he was concerned, the less he knew about these things, the better.
What he did know was that the kids name was Jason Baynes a 19-year-old black kid from Sydney. The picture Rollo had been given, showed Jason to be about 6 feet tall. He was skinny, but with fat cheeks. His short hair was dyed blonde as well.
Jason had been reported missing by his girlfriend when he didn't come home after 3 days. The police could find no leads or clues to his disappearance and told the girl he had probably just gone on holiday without her. Nobody but Jason's boss and girlfriend had even notices he was gone. He didn't seem like anybody of any importance, but for some reason Rollo's employer wanted him found, a reason, that Rollo was not at all interested in knowing.
Rollo had a very good idea as to who had caused the disappearance of the kid. If his employer was interested in Jason, then Solono would know about him too. Solono was one of the few people in the world who even knew his employer existed. Solono himself was similar in the fact that he seemed to be no more than a conspiracy theorist creation in the minds of the few people who had heard of him. He was, however, very real.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
The Gallon Challenge!!!
I have had this idea in my head for a while now and I decided it was time to finally get it out. So I called over my friend Mike Tenney and we got to work. This movie is awesome and has been getting great comments everywhere it goes! It put me at a whole new level adn I can't go back to the old one shot video's anymore. We shot over 60 different clips to get this all together, and editing took about as long as the movie itself took to make. Anyway, it was really fun to make, and I hope you all enjoy it! I dedicate it to Holly Sheaffer, since it was made the same day she was born!
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Phillip Essex
Today I got to work and checked my email, only to find one of my fellow classmates from the academy took his life. His name was Philip W. Essex. He was a great person and I will miss him dearly. It is wierd though because he is the second person in my class to die. The other one was Sean Sivertsen. He worked for Summit County and he died of cancer. It is hard for me to fathom that two men that I sweat and bled with, to become an officer of the law with, are gone. Anyway, I am not very good at expressing my feelings. So I just wanted to say to both Essex and Sivertson that they will be missed.
Class 231: FAMILY AND DUTY
Sivertsen is on the top row second on the left.
Essex is on the second to last row on the far right in the sky blue shirt
Class 231: FAMILY AND DUTY
Sivertsen is on the top row second on the left.
Essex is on the second to last row on the far right in the sky blue shirt
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Chapter 2.
This is a chapter that will need revising later on. When I wrote it, I couldn't think of the best way to describe these what was going on. I told myself that as the story progressed I would come back and fix this to make it sound better. I may even pull out a science book and make up some techno babble. Anyway. Enjoy!
Chapter 2
Ben Stanley, or "the Math Whiz" as he was usually called, had just made a scientific breakthrough. After two years of hard work he had discovered the elemental balance that could prove his theory was possible. Ten years ago he started to study the reason behind the strengths and weaknesses of human beings. He knew that the reason people excelled in different aspects was based on their DNA. He believed also that if the correct formula could be found and applied to the DNA of a normal human being, these strengths could be amplified, and therefore, create a super human response.
For eight years the Math Whiz searched for funding to test his hypothesis. He lectured to governments, pharmaceuticals, and privately funded research groups with no luck. They all said the same thing, they would not grant him funding so he could create what sounded to them to be no more than another steroid. Although he tried to argue that this wasn't the case, and that while steroids worked to enhance the physical body only, this formula would enhance the strengths that applied to the DNA only, and with no side effects.
Finally after 8 years, a man named Rollo had contacted him. He was interested in the MathWhiz's theory and offered to fund his research completely. The Math Whiz was flown to Melbourne, and was given everything he needed for his research. Every Wednesday at noon, Rollo would come by his lab and check on his progress. This went on for two years.
The Math Whiz many times wondered why it was Rollo had given him so much liberty. He went the first 9 months without any success at all. He waited nervously every Wednesday for Rollo to come in and let him go. Rollo, however never lost patience it seemed. He would simply write down what he had seen in his agenda, thank the Math Whiz for his time and leave.
Nine months into his research he found that some elements could affect human DNA through the mere touch of skin. After this breakthrough things began to look promising. After 15 months he discovered the elemental formula he had been searching for, but he couldn’t find a proper way to contain the formula without it quickly losing its integrity. Finally after two years he had discovered that the formula's integrity remained stable when it was combined with 18-karat gold.
The amount of contact to human skin needed to cause an effect was minimum, a golden ring could amplify one's talents a hundred fold, therefore, the Math Whiz, brought together all the elements needed, and created the first golden ring.
The Math Whiz took the ring in his hand. He paused for a moment, breathed in deep and slipped the ring onto his middle finger on his left hand. A surge of energy rushed into his brain, and he was overwhelmed with a fountain of understanding that he had never before known. Ideas flowed through his brain at a thousand miles an hour, and suddenly the impossible seemed possible. He understood time travel, and knew how to make it work. He could envision a perpetual motion machine; it was so obvious to him. The mysteries of the universe were no longer mysteries. His brain was able to comprehend it all. He looked down at the ring. He grabbed it by his index finger and thumb and slipped it back off. The knowledge was gone. The Math Whiz smiled. He was definitely getting a bonus for this!
Chapter 2
Ben Stanley, or "the Math Whiz" as he was usually called, had just made a scientific breakthrough. After two years of hard work he had discovered the elemental balance that could prove his theory was possible. Ten years ago he started to study the reason behind the strengths and weaknesses of human beings. He knew that the reason people excelled in different aspects was based on their DNA. He believed also that if the correct formula could be found and applied to the DNA of a normal human being, these strengths could be amplified, and therefore, create a super human response.
For eight years the Math Whiz searched for funding to test his hypothesis. He lectured to governments, pharmaceuticals, and privately funded research groups with no luck. They all said the same thing, they would not grant him funding so he could create what sounded to them to be no more than another steroid. Although he tried to argue that this wasn't the case, and that while steroids worked to enhance the physical body only, this formula would enhance the strengths that applied to the DNA only, and with no side effects.
Finally after 8 years, a man named Rollo had contacted him. He was interested in the MathWhiz's theory and offered to fund his research completely. The Math Whiz was flown to Melbourne, and was given everything he needed for his research. Every Wednesday at noon, Rollo would come by his lab and check on his progress. This went on for two years.
The Math Whiz many times wondered why it was Rollo had given him so much liberty. He went the first 9 months without any success at all. He waited nervously every Wednesday for Rollo to come in and let him go. Rollo, however never lost patience it seemed. He would simply write down what he had seen in his agenda, thank the Math Whiz for his time and leave.
Nine months into his research he found that some elements could affect human DNA through the mere touch of skin. After this breakthrough things began to look promising. After 15 months he discovered the elemental formula he had been searching for, but he couldn’t find a proper way to contain the formula without it quickly losing its integrity. Finally after two years he had discovered that the formula's integrity remained stable when it was combined with 18-karat gold.
The amount of contact to human skin needed to cause an effect was minimum, a golden ring could amplify one's talents a hundred fold, therefore, the Math Whiz, brought together all the elements needed, and created the first golden ring.
The Math Whiz took the ring in his hand. He paused for a moment, breathed in deep and slipped the ring onto his middle finger on his left hand. A surge of energy rushed into his brain, and he was overwhelmed with a fountain of understanding that he had never before known. Ideas flowed through his brain at a thousand miles an hour, and suddenly the impossible seemed possible. He understood time travel, and knew how to make it work. He could envision a perpetual motion machine; it was so obvious to him. The mysteries of the universe were no longer mysteries. His brain was able to comprehend it all. He looked down at the ring. He grabbed it by his index finger and thumb and slipped it back off. The knowledge was gone. The Math Whiz smiled. He was definitely getting a bonus for this!
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Family Picture Day
When Romina was pregnant with Lincoln, she would always show me these broshures, on baby photographers, and would go on about getting pics taken. The prices were outlandish and if anybody know me, they will know I am cheap. I promised her that after the baby was born, we would wait 6 months and have family pictures taken. This way Lincoln wouldn't look wierd, like all newborns do, and she and I could both try to lose a bit of weight. Well, the time came and there was no more post-poning the inevitable, so yesterday, I called and set up an appointment to get the pictures taken. I had the option of 1pm or 4pm. I chose 4 since gabe usually takes a nap around 1PM. Well, he decided to wait until we were driving to get the pics taken to FINALLY take his nap. So after about 20 minutes of sleep, I had no choice but to wake him up.
Lincoln was a little angel, He would just sit there and smile his little face off. But Gabe was a pill. He cried the whole time and it took everything the photographer had to get him to smile the few shots he actually did smile. Surprisingly enough, there were some good shots. We got a disc with all the photos she took. Here are some of the better ones.
This was the only way we could get him to sit for this pic. That is why he has the basetball.
I appear in this picture because it is the only way I could keep Gabe calm and get the two to sit still. Its easy to fix though
Lincoln was a little angel, He would just sit there and smile his little face off. But Gabe was a pill. He cried the whole time and it took everything the photographer had to get him to smile the few shots he actually did smile. Surprisingly enough, there were some good shots. We got a disc with all the photos she took. Here are some of the better ones.
This was the only way we could get him to sit for this pic. That is why he has the basetball.
I appear in this picture because it is the only way I could keep Gabe calm and get the two to sit still. Its easy to fix though
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
He's Gabe! He's Gabe in tights!
He roams around the forest looking for fights....
This was part of Gabe's Halloween costume last year. A friend came over to see him all dressed up and he took this picture when he was halfway undressed. He just barely got around to sending it to me today. I had to post it for all to see! These are the pics that you keep to show to the girls he brings home!
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