The Girl Next Door Ep1
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7.00am
Guantanamo Bay, Cuba
One second can change anything, that’s all it took to turn the worlds most secure detention facility into living hell, and it all happened so fast, any living organism within the thick walls of the prison were dead and did not even know it.
First thing they felt rush the biggest headache you could imagine, then every single nerve in your body felt like they were erupting, before you knew it all your internal organs had collapsed, trying to gasp their last breaths, and suddenly there was not a sound to be heard, just silence.
7.04
The White house, Washington D.C
Mike Novak paced through the Whitehorse, bursting into President Palmer’s office.
David placed down the morning paper on the presidents desk “yes Mike, what is it?”
“Guantanamo Bay, sir, I don’t know how to say this……. Everyone is dead”
7.08
Smallville, somewhere in the USA.
The talon was deserted this time of the morning, Lana was preparing the coffee grinders for the morning rush, she had the usual company of Clark Kent, the local farm boy.
“So Mr. Kent what is in your agenda for today?” Lana asked with a smile, pouring the bag of roasted coffee beans into the cylinder.
“Same old, same old, Chloe needs me to entertain her, with the school break, she does not know what to do with her time” Clark chuckled “she really needs a life”
“Unfortunately Clark that life she needs, includes you in it, why don’t you give her a chance, unless there is someone else you have your eye on” Lana’s big brown eyes catches Clark's, they both quickly change the subject.
“I see your usual is here again” Clark mentions, looking over his shoulder, at a middle aged man, his attention is drawn toward the window.
“He is always looking at the apartment across the street, he kind of creeps me out”
Just then Clark’s phone goes wild, ringing out the worst of tunes, for a good minute he is on the phone, the person on the other end is Chloe “OK I'm on my way” Clark hangs up the phone “I'm going to go, I’ll drop in later for a chat”
“I’ll like that” Lana smiles, brushing her hair away from her eyes.
Clark paces out the door, just then Lana takes a coffee pot over to the man by the window, “more coffee sir?”
The man turns to face Lana, it is none over than Jack Bauer.
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