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    Default A collaborative short story, written by DYes Forum members.

    "The gravel crackled beneath their feet, as they crossed the parking lot to their cars."

    Edit, or enter the next sentence...

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    But Bob thought the gravel somehow sounded a little different and glancing down, he saw that it was littered with "Detroit Diamonds".

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    Shadows danced in the slanting light of the sun as a chilly wind played at their backs.

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    Suddenly the loud sound of screeching tires and sirens, When Bob looked up he was surrounded by DPD,DEA,FBI,Homeland Security...It seemed like a dream...

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    ...until a billy club, swung by one Raymond Downing, popped Bob's kneecap sideways.

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    Luckily, Bob's cohorts, Clark and Zelda grabbed him and began to drag him through the urine soaked parking lot, into the shadows and into an old entrance to the Packard Plant. Clark wondered, how did the DPD get here so quickly.

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    Miraculously, the ghost of Packard plant past appeared and lead them into its furthest recesses to escape detection and lo there they found...
    Last edited by sumas; March-14-14 at 09:18 PM. Reason: fun

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    Quote Originally Posted by Whaler View Post
    Suddenly the loud sound of screeching tires and sirens, When Bob looked up he was surrounded by DPD,DEA,FBI,Homeland Security...It seemed like a dream...
    Yeah, Whaler, they must have found my old Red Squad files!

    Seriously, forum members, keep this going.
    Vic can edit, later.

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    Through doorways and halls they went until they came across a huge warehouse and a large filthy man, too thin for his frame in Carharts cutting steel with a torch near a beat up red Chevy truck. The scrapper offered to take him to the hospital but had to stop by the scrapyard on the way before it closed. "You smell like piss" the large man said.
    Last edited by Django; March-16-14 at 10:10 AM.

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    "You want a whiff? Whiff this ..."said Bob grabbing his crotch, "it's yo mamma"

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    "Oh my lord, that does smell like my mamma" said the large filthy man jokingly.
    One of Bobs cohorts asked about the ghost like figure that led them to the scrapper. Bob knew of the Packard Ghost and decided to tell the story.

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