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The Ferryman meets the Hound of Hell in this twisted tale of deception.

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THE HOT PANTS
  Tiffany grabbed Bob as they ran towards the roadway. They could see lights that were just out of the reach as the White Cutlass had already passed them, speeding down the abandoned pavement. They yelled and screamed but giving chase was no use.

  The sleeper was too fast and quickly, it was far down the eerie road. They could hear the sounds of the mufflers snapping as it hit super low gear, then as the noise of burning rubber filled the air off in the distance and, it was gone.

  They walked for what seemed like an eternity down the lost highway. Their hunt was on and Tiffany felt the Well Dressed Man like being drawn to a magnet. It scared her as she let the instincts take over.

  Finally her revenge was at hand but it was forced as they strolled down the road and there it was, the Black Camaro. It blended in perfectly with its background. So well in fact she walked right into it and stumbled back.. Tiffany shone her light into the window.

  “No sign of the prick" Tiff sighed and she leaned back on the hood.

  “Do you hear that?" he whispered.

  The coins in the worn sack inside his pocket began to vibrate and glow. Bob looked through the window at the coins dangling from the mirror. They shone and twinkled and pulled into his direction, as if they wanted to be joined with their mates in the bag.

  Bob turned away before he fell under their magic spell. He had learned this lesson with the coins before. He put up his hand and turned his ear towards the tree line.

  “Sounds like something is in the bush." he explained.

  "Let’s go check it out hot pants!"  She remarked.

  Tiff grabbed his ass as she passed him by, they walked down through the grass to the edge of the forest. Shining her flashlight down the path, she made sure the way was clear.

  The way was paved with blood as they stepped through the remains of the wolves corpses. Side by side they entered the valley opening. Tiff grabbed Bobs hand as they waded into the madness.their guns at the ready, they slowly took aim.
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