CHARACTER STUDY (II)

With a backpack full of useful junk, Miranda stepped lightly out her doorway in what seemed to be the most spontaneous journey she’s ever embarked on. Being a secret agent wasn’t as hard as it’s made out to be, but the process of becoming one really brings out the question “Why the hell are you doing this to yourself?” She never really understood why, she just always had the notion to do so.

One of the government vehicles arrived shortly to deliver her on her thirty-fifth mission. The world was slowly disintegrating to rubble because of all the political corruption and she was part of it. She never really enjoyed the fact that she worked for the government, but she had nothing to lose so why not? The scenary turned into a blur after hours of driving through pastures and wastelands. After what seemed like an endless tunnel of green, she arrived at her destination. Upon arriving she was given her arsenal of weapons and gadgets to use on her mission. She then was pushed into a white room with a small trap door. Her mission just began…