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Old 10-12-2010   #199
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Re: Pass The Ghost Story

Jack, Nina, Mary and Kerry walked along the ditch with their buddy Quick, who was down in the ditch, being chased by a dozen hungry man-eating dinosaur wolves. Jack walked quickly along the ditch, glancing down quickly to search for his buddy. The girls followed suit right behind Jack.
"Quick! Quick!" Jack yelled out franticly. He could see Quick waving his hand at Jack as he dashed for his life from the dinosaurs. The ditch started to turn right, away from his friends. Quick had split from the group.
"Oh my God!" Kerry screamed, realizing the instensity of the tension building up in this moment. The engine spat, the brake of the truck was lifted and it hissed. Kerry walked faster than the rest. She took the lead running.
"Shit!" Jack noticed, looked down in the ditch one last time and started sprinting. Everyone was running. The truck started up behind them and began gaining speed.
Jack was breathing his heaviest. His muscles strained and burned. They needed a way out. The truck was gaining on them and each of them in the group could feel it behind them. Pricking at their back as if they were anticipating to be stabbed. They each ran faster, a couple of them letting out groans as their bodies worked to the bone. Kerry pointed to the right side of a building. An alley. Running as fast as they could the group couldn't slow down in time to make the tight right turn. The truck sped behind them about ready to step on their heels, was about 20 feet behind them quickly gaining up to 45 miles an hour. The group's bodies slammed into a wall as they cut right. Nina and Mary hit the wall and stumbled into the alley, crashing to the ground. Kerry backed them up. Jack made it, slamming himself into the wall, crashing into the alley. The truck slammed on it's brakes but not in time. It went screeching into the wall, smashing through the wall. Truck parts and debris littered the area. A small fire lit up and quickly burst into flames. "Shit!" Jack groaned. He clutched his arm, which he popped out of it's socket. Kerry bent over, her hands on her knees, breathing terribly hard. The other girls picked themselves up from the ground.
"Come on... Let's go...." The group slumped up together and walked down the alley only 1 and half blocks from Nina's hosue.
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