Last month I won a journey ticket to Germany from the national radio station. The journey started at seven in the morning. My parents escorted me and wished me success. It was a great honor to be among those who had won the ticket after answering the required questions correctly. I boarded a public vehicle to town where I would collect the ticket, spend the night and board the flight to Germany the next day. No sooner had we passed the Hell’s Gate National Park than a pregnant woman appeared from a nearby hotel and waved at the driver. She seemed in great pain and agony. We all sympathized with her and asked the driver to stop and pick her. I started thinking of a mother’ love and the agony they go through when bringing us to this universe. Everyone paid attention to the woman and pitied her so much, but little did we know that there was no motherhood in the disguised passenger. After a couple of minutes, the woman stopped wailing and stood up. The women surrounding her requested her to sit down saying that standing up would harm the baby. The vehicle was now running on a the famous Hell’s forest. Within a flash of a second, the woman removed her jacket and everything changed. I saw a muscular young man with a gun in his hands. An old woman who was next to him fainted and died instantly. Her daughter who was also helping the so thought pregnant woman screamed and was shot to death immediately. The thug warned everyone to maintain silence or else we could follow the two. He directed the driver to the forest road. We found three other thugs at the destination. They kidnapped us, took all our belongings and locked us in an old house belonging to the game wardens. They drove the vehicle and left us helpless in the forest. We stayed there for the next twenty four hours before getting any assistance since we had no phones to contact people. I cried bitterly when I imagined how my colleagues are proudly boarding a flight to Germany, whereas I was helpless in the forest. In conclusion, the day was too promising. I was eagerly waiting to be in Germany and watch footballers winning the World cup. The disguised pregnant woman ruined the whole journey. She appeared to be in agony and made every passenger sympathize with her. She was a wolf wearing a goat’s skin. She ruined my journey to Germany and all that promising in the World Cup. How many passenger(s) were shot to die by the thug?

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Last month I won a journey ticket to Germany from the national radio station. The journey started at seven in the morning. My parents escorted me and wished me success. It was a great honor to be among those who had won the ticket after answering the required questions correctly. I boarded a public vehicle to town where I would collect the ticket, spend the night and board the flight to Germany the next day.

No sooner had we passed the Hell’s Gate National Park than a pregnant woman appeared from a nearby hotel and waved at the driver. She seemed in great pain and agony. We all sympathized with her and asked the driver to stop and pick her. I started thinking of a mother’ love and the agony they go through when bringing us to this universe. Everyone paid attention to the woman and pitied her so much, but little did we know that there was no motherhood in the disguised passenger.

After a couple of minutes, the woman stopped wailing and stood up. The women surrounding her requested her to sit down saying that standing up would harm the baby. The vehicle was now running on a the famous Hell’s forest. Within a flash of a second, the woman removed her jacket and everything changed. I saw a muscular young man with a gun in his hands. An old woman who was next to him fainted and died instantly. Her daughter who was also helping the so thought pregnant woman screamed and was shot to death immediately. The thug warned everyone to maintain silence or else we could follow the two. He directed the driver to the forest road. We found three other thugs at the destination. They kidnapped us, took all our belongings and locked us in an old house belonging to the game wardens. They drove the vehicle and left us helpless in the forest. We stayed there for the next twenty four hours before getting any assistance since we had no phones to contact people. I cried bitterly when I imagined how my colleagues are proudly boarding a flight to Germany, whereas I was helpless in the forest.

In conclusion, the day was too promising. I was eagerly waiting to be in Germany and watch footballers winning the World cup. The disguised pregnant woman ruined the whole journey. She appeared to be in agony and made every passenger sympathize with her. She was a wolf wearing a goat’s skin. She ruined my journey to Germany and all that promising in the World Cup.

How many passenger(s) were shot to die by the thug?