The top of the skyscaper jet out into the jet blue sky. The door suddenly burst open to show Jason Hunt kicking it down. He rushed to the side, panting, looking for a way off. He turned to see two men aiming a gun at him. "No where else to run, Rick..." one said. Rick Nigels nodded, still panting. "Yeah, no wherw to run... but i got a lot of fall time." And with that, he pulled out his gun, firing, htting a man in the chest, then diving off the roof.
"Thats a wrap, everyone! Good job!" The director said. Jason climbed out of the stunt airbag and took a bottle of water as people ran around the set. "Geez, Jay... you should take it easy... one of these days you'll break your back with your age!" His co-star said. Jason laughed. "Until that day comes, ill jump off any cliff any day." He said. Suddenly he heard someone calling his name. He saw a woman holding a phone, searching around. "Im right here, Miss!" He said kindly, walking over to her.
He grabbed the phone and put it to his ear. "Hello?" He asked, his smile now going dark.
Jason sat in his car, going through his contacts... he just found out his role model and childhood football coach died... they're having a funeral for him, and was invited... he could bring all he wanted, and he knew just the people.
He gave the same small conversation to all his friends. "Hey, its Jay Hunt... i uh... i got some news for ya... Coach played his last down..."
(Go off that, ladies and gents! Haha)