Sirens wailed through the night sky. One of the most dangerous mentally disordered criminals escaped from Alcatraz. No one
knows how he got through the waters, but all that mattered at the moment was to catch the man with no hesitation. "What the
hell are you doing Hesler!" said the sergeant. Aaron Hesler was a San Francisco detective who everybody said had a gift. The
criminal stole a car and was on the run. "He's on the buildings!" Aaron replied in a stressed tone. Aaron rushed through the
stairs to the roof being careful not to trip. He pulled out his gun and fired with each opportunity he had. Suddenly the criminal
jumped into an alley way in in an odd manner. Thinking how stupid the criminal was he jumped into the alleyway next to the
criminal and turned around to look at him. Aaron's eyes widened. "Report Aaron!" he heard on his radio. "He's dead" he replied in
bewilderment. "So did you shoot him?" He didn't respond. "HESLER!" hollered the sergeant. "He's just dead," he said. Twenty
minutes later the people from the police department arrived and saw no way how the criminal died. Tim just stared at the
body in curiosity. The body looked perfectly unharmed. "Wait! Check the throat!" he yelled. Out of the throat came a simple
Ace of Spades card. Everybody stared at each other in disbelief.
I know it isn't much, but this is my first story and I would really appreciate it if I got some advice and feedback. Chapter 1 might take a while to make cause I have been busy lately. I'm going to attempt mixing the past and present like the author of Holes did in there book.





