cemetery gates(chapter three)

Alex slowly picked the pipe back up,and took a very long drag. He looked down at the manilla folder again, checking to see what he thought it had said. It did. His best friend,Farley,had been killed today. He let out a huge sigh, and took another drag,letting the smoke drift out of his mouth. He stood,and walked outside, flipping off the light,and closing the door. 1

The gravel crunched under his feet as he walked. He saw a couple of men outside their barracks smoking cigerettes,and smiled,looking at his peace pipe. If only they could have that. He walked to the armory,dumping the bowl out on the ground before entering. 2

He walked to a rack of rifles, and pulled down an m14. He then grabbed three clips from below the rack. He carefully loaded the rifle,and slung it across his back, walking to yet another rack. He pulled down an uzi, shoving it and an extra clip down the back of his belt. He then grabbed the last peice of equipment he would need for what he was going to do. He placed the heavy canvas bag it was in around his shoulder, and walked out. 3

He was walking to the motorcycles,when a short woman wearing a long black dress walked to him4

"Going to skip out on me tonight,alex"he looked at him,a small smile on her lips5

"I guess so,ill see you tonight"he sat down on the closest bike,starting the engine6

"Just make sure to shower first,you know i hate blood"7

He speed out of the compound, the doors just barly opening for him when he speed passed them. He drove with increasing speed, System Of A Down blaring from his radio. He grinned as the lights of town came into veiw