It was a warm afternoon in May. The sun shined down and filled the town in happiness. Lots of people had been scattered around the beach as shadows were very easy to spot. Where streets were not easy to find people sneaking around.

Ruaridh Hogg ignored the beautiful sunny day. As he was gazing at the checkpoint ahead. Ruaridh slid off his warm jumper, as every step he took he got closer and closer to reach the gate of Troon. The hot sun reflecting onto his back, other tall and small buildings were boiling with heat. The bakery started to sell quickly and the delicious fresh smell glided into his nose.

He could see the guard checking peoples passes, Ruaridh gulped hard in fear of looking at him as a gun stood strong and tight in his arms. ” where is your pass young boy?” Demanded the guard, pointing at the boy with his firm pointy finger.

“e e e ehh its right here,” said Ruaridh in fear, handing the pass over to the tall guard.

“where are you heading?” Asked the guard, scratching his head. Ruaridh struggled to speak “Just some deliveries,” as he started to walk off, the guards eyes fixed on him. Ruaridh then bumped into man having behind him to show a sign he was sorry. ” watch it!” Said the man harshly Ruaridh turned into a dark alleyway as the man followed behind him shouting “give me everything you have or else!” He took out a sharp knife as they both hurried down the alley. Every foot step Ruaridh took was every second the murderer would walk faster and faster. He looked up to see an old abandoned house as he walked in hearing he creeks of the floor.