He was well aware they were chasing him. He ran, flash drive in hand. Behind, 3 Ice Cream Trucks pursued him, their drivers driving madly. One of them shot out missiles at him, which arked towards him. He dodged them, but swore as he was knocked off course. He had little time left.
He sent a message internationally.
"World SOS! Dictator of Disaster Mountain developing something dangerous! Help!"
He sent it, before a short man in a black sweatshirt, with a black winter cap on his head. His blonde hair and long trucker-style beard and mustache came down over his face. The Man, stepping out of his Ice Cream Truck, smiled, revealing crooked, missing and golden teeth. He was simply known as "The Ice Cream Truck Driver". He was also dictator.
"Thinking of revealing some secrets are we?"
Gunshots rang out, and the person fell, dead.
