by Brnin8r » Tue Nov 24, 2009 12:53 am
((I know, I know...I'm horrible and I enjoy raising long-dead horses and beating their undead corpses until they're entertaining again))
Gary clapped his hands and rushed over to the garage. "It won't be easy, but if we haul ass we'll be able to bike to the base by 2 AM. It's extremely crucial to keep silent. If you absolutely have to speak, do so through your headsets as quietly as possible. Once we disable the front gates and knock out the guards we can make our way through to the inner complex." He hopped onto one of the bikes, "Once inside it's just a matter of time before we are surrounded so we CAN'T mess up." with a kick start, the old motorbike roared to life, "We're doing this for Ashton! For our fallen friends! And for boys everywhere!" And with a screeching 180 degree turn, Greg was off into the distance.
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The building remained a quiet sanctuary from the girls. But it wouldn't remain one for long as the sure signs of pursuit were heard behind him.
As Charlie stumbled and his vision worsened, a girl sprinting after Chris slammed broadside with Charlie. The two toppled down into the dirt. "I got him!!" the high-pitched voice yelled. "Keep him down!" The girl on top of Chris began to try and find his arms, "It's been a long time hunting you Chris. Finally you get what's coming!"
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Rachel's breathing is steady and she seems ok. The havoc around them seems to have subsided and moved on outside.
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