Sergeant Jaka, a mountain of a man with a shaved head and tired eyes, held up a fist. Everyone froze.
“We have to go up !” Jaka yelled over the chaos. “It’s the only way out!”
Since you asked me to I’ll assume you want a short narrative inspired by that film’s intense, claustrophobic action. Here’s a story built from the premise of The Raid: Redemption . Title: The 15th Floor
“Contact front!” Jaka shouted.
Rama’s blood ran cold. Andi. His brother was inside the tower? Working for Tama?
And somewhere in a morgue, beside a body with his brother’s face, a single fingerprint would lead investigators back to the truth. But that’s another story.
For one second, nothing happened.
Want me to adapt this into a screenplay format or continue with a sequel story (like The Raid 2 )?
Rama raised the pistol. His hand shook.
Inside, a small, thin man in a white shirt sat at a table, eating rice. He didn’t look up. “You killed forty-seven of my men to eat dinner with me. You must be hungry.” The.Raid.Redemption.2011.1080p.10bit.BluRay.HIN...
He crashed through a window on Floor 14. A man sat alone in a chair, cleaning a pistol. He looked up. Same eyes. Same jaw.
By Floor 11, half the squad was dead. Jaka took a machete to the shoulder. Rama dragged him into an empty apartment, barricaded the door with a refrigerator.
He fired once. Tama’s head snapped back. The rice bowl shattered. Sergeant Jaka, a mountain of a man with
A flashlight clicked on. It illuminated a teenager with hollow eyes holding a machete. Behind him, a dozen more. The teenager opened his mouth and screamed —not a battle cry, but a signal. The whole tower woke up. Doors slammed. Feet pounded on concrete above and below.