M4 The Deadly Sandstorm

     Hi its me, that's rite Paul Shniz.  Today I will be going to Ancient Islam.  I will be accompanied by a Bedouin caravan.  They are taking me to a holy place that I am not aware of in this time.  I have a phobia of sandstorms and someone told me that they occur often in Islam.  I am going to look it up on the internet then leave.  Guess what, on this trip there is a 50 50 percent chance that we will get caught  in the middle of one.  Well hear I go.

     I am hear in an old market.  By the looks of the people there have not bean any costumers here in a long time.  It is making me depressed.  My caravan just arrived.  Time to leave this sad place.
"Hi my name is Ajed."
"Nice to meat you Ajed, my name is Paul Shniz.  Where will we be going today?"
"We are going to the ancient shrine of Paomyramfolyteo."
"Great I cant wait."
We are on our way and these men seam very excited.  This must be one outstanding shrine.  They did give me some things to use in case of a sandstorm.  I have a camel, a blanket, some rather interesting goggles, and a knife.  I still do not know what the knife is for, but oh well.  I am going to be polite and enjoy there company so I will get back on in an hour or two...

     Okay a sandstorm is aproching with great speed.  The men told me to cover myself with the blanket and put the goggles on.  Rite when I cover myself the sandstorm covers me.  I am terrified.  I can see very little with the wind blowing ferociously at my face.  These goggles help a lot.  I hear the men yelling and it is getting much closer.  I have a strange feeling so I pull out the knife he gave me.  Suddenly the blanket is ripped off of me and they try to stab me chest.  I jump up and start running for my life.  I duck into a near by cave and hide.  I know that they will come in so I sit behind a rock ready to pounce.  I feel downright stupid.  As I sit upright I can hear them coming.  They walk in and I stab all of them, mortally wounding them.  I leave them there and go back out.  I cover myself in the blanket.  The sand storm paces and I go home.

     I am home and happy as ever.  My family is visiting for Christmas.  I have to go prepare.  See you next time.