[ WP ] The biggest twist ending you can conjure .

They bust in while I slept, tear gas and flash bangs filled my bedroom while I slept, they breached my front door. The power cut, leaving the flash lights of the men dressed in black the only light. They put a bag over my head, promptly beating me as they dragged me out the door while they rummaged through my belongings. Thrown into the back of a vehicle, I was whisked away. Tires screeched, laying on my back as blood began to soak my hood, the heat of the night made it hard to breath. I rolled about as we sped through the streets in this late hour, the occasional gun shot could be heard in the distance. We must have arrived at our destination, dragged from the vehicle, I was placed in a chair. Strapped down, and water boarded without a word said to me. After several rounds,'' So tell bomb maker,'' the Amercan GI said, `` Where is your factory,'' I smiled,'' Praise Allah infidel.'' `` Again,'' the American stated as they leaned me backwards again. For today was a glorious day, killing our Shia and American enemies, I killed at least four when my bombs drove into the market and detonated in the panic.
