The Mysterious Pocket Watch

Im going to start the story off, please add on at least a paragraph at a time



A long long time ago, there was a an 67 year old man named Herbert Morse. Morse served as a Lieutenant in the first World War and was awarded two Purple hearts for wounds in battle. He was a tough man, took a lot to scare him.

One day, he was sitting out on his padio drinking fine whisky; when suddenly, a man in a black suit approaches his padio. "I'm with the U.S. Government Sir. I need to speak with you in private", the Government official said. They both entered the old mans house. The Official seemed kind of curious and fidigity with the old mans belongings, as if he were looking for something.



[edit on 1-8-2005 by theshadowknows]

Mr. Morse asked the Government Official for some Identification.... The Official took out his ID and Mr. Morse read the Letters OSS on the Badge....Herbert asked the official what he could do for his Government.

" There is a Photograph of you wearing a particular timepiece, the government is interested in the negative" Herbert Morse asked the agent if he would like a drink. The agent looked the man standing before him over...and agreed.

Herbert Morse was hoping this day would never come, but did not fear it's coming either. The days preceeding that photograph flooded back, herbert poured the government agent a whiskey, they both sat down and herbert began to recount the events leading up to that fatefull day.