Serial Shooters The Rising
Dan was never the same person after losing his two young twins and wife. When he was a family man, everything had a way of working out until that tragic day on the river. However, just six months after his marriage ended, he received more bad news. He had developed basal skin cancer, and his daughter, Sheila, was diagnosed with leukemia.
Dan gave up his passion of photography and writing the local sports events of all the boxers in
Dan’s only option was to put an ad in the local Mesa paper and find a roommate. Dan and his daughter were in danger of facing eviction and being homeless due to the escalating medical bills. Dan did have a large arsenal of guns, but he would not sell them until he had no other options left. He had several shotguns, a 20 gauge, and 2 -12 gauges, 5 -357 pistols a 25 odd 6 and a 30 odd 6 hunting rifle. He also had a combination rifle and shotgun with two barrels on top of each other. This gun was worth a lot of money because it had stopped being made in the 1950s.
Sample College Predator
Mark was finally ready to go luckily he was on a 30 day lease so leaving the dump of an apartment would be easy or pretty painless. He would not miss his nosy neighbors or the bad memories of all the evil voices in his head before he got on the proper medication. Most of all he wouldn’t have to wake up early and clean the snow off his car. Or be outside during bone chilling cold temperatures where the wind chills could reach -30 degrees below zero even though spring was nice. The summers were quite humid and miserable. There were no average temps in Minnesota it was either too hot or bone chilling cold. One other thing Mark wouldn’t miss is the pesty mosquitoes in the spring and in the summer. These insects now where infecting humans with the West Nile virus. Mark didn’t want to take any chances so he always wore long sleeves shirts when he was outside regardless of how hot it was. One thing Mark would miss is the beautiful lakes in Minnesota even though due to population explosions in the metro area. The swimming and fishing was still above average in this land of 10,000 lakes.
Mark finally came to from his nostalgic daydream about leaving his state of birth and made his next plan for departure since Randy was going to put Mark up in a guesthouse. Mark realized all that he would have to bring is his lithium, clothes, proper ID and his journal of the serial killer. He would also bring a few personal books and papers. Mark decided to call goodwill and donate his furniture. He decided that he had got his use out of it and that a family in financial trouble could put his furniture to good use.
Sample of What I have learned since 1976
There are a lot of ways to get killed or injured on an aircraft carrier. You had to always be on the lookout for falling overboard, not getting sucked into a jet or really careful when tying up in Norfolk. The eight inch mooring lines, if split under pressure, would cut a human in half like a knife going through butter. I was lucky I was assigned to a division that prided itself on safety and had a perfect safety record in the last two years.
The four divisions in deck department rotated on the bridge watch 24 hours a day, which meant 8 hours of sleep, was a thing of the past. Sometimes I’d get by with 3-5 hours a day. The first time I drove the ship I was extremely nervous. F-14’s were landing and the Helmsman had to keep the ship on a steady course or else the planes would crash into the flight deck structure, which means we would all be killed. They gave you a trainer your first couple of times but after that, you were on your own. The conning officer gives you commands and then you have to spin the helm to a proper course. When you get close to the course you spin the helm in the opposite direction to stop the compass at the proper bearing. After two years, you become a pretty good helmsman and the officers are glad to see you take over from a training rookie.
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