28 January 2013
Part 13 - the good'en :)
Josh's POV
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But of course, they weren't my last words yet. "You know what," the guy stammered, holding a gun up to me,"I think that a cremation is coming on. Mwahahahahahahahahahha!!?!!?"
[A/N: When they die, they have to be buried. Otherwise they won't come back. Cremations end their life, once and for good.]
Suddenly, I dodged his bullets and whipped the gun off him in one swift move. "Who's laughing now, huh?" I shot, and he fell to the concrete road. Grey in the face, a bullet through the heart, that's one legathorpe down - heaps more to come. "MOLLŶ!?" I yelled, banging on the car doors, jamming my way threw them.
Nope, no Mollŷ. It was just a sick CD joke. A tear ran down my eye, 'what am I going todo know?' I asked my self and slumped back into my passenger seat. Oh damn.
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