He never did.. Had another guy invite me to his house on for a “date” and took me to Popeyes to get food. one guy took me on a date to a restaurant but we had to take the train and bus to get there because he didn’t have a car. This was in upstate New York so it’s not even like it was in nyc where you don’t need a car to get around. @t-8900 Awe, thank you sweetie, you always say the sweetest things to me… hold on i gotta scratch my balls they’re itching like crazy today, LOL 😂🤣😁😁🤣😂😆 But seriously, you really are a sweetheart, and you really say the sweetest things to me! Thank you 🙏 A happy wedding anniversary starts with celebrating the one you love, from first wedding anniversary wishes to Big 50th Wedding Anniversary gifts. No matter if you've been dating for a few years or married for a decade, an anniversary is something to celebrate. It's a day that holds a special place in your heart (and calendar) because it marks your decision to spend your life together. Bern Jul 05 2017 5:16 am Counting the hours until I can watch Episodes 33 and 34 of Suspicious Partner. SP Team, may you amaze and thrill us again. Go for a 2-digit rating. The casts of SP are all good-looking and can really act as well. I really love and enjoy watching you guys. From your Ahjumma fan here in the Philippines You don’t have to go into a whole monologue about how your entire life flipped upside down when you met her. But a cute text to send your girlfriend lets her know that she makes you want to be a better person, and you are grateful she came into your life when she did. 7. I always smile when I’m talking to you When you make changes to the song, the URL is updated to reflect your changes. When you are satisfied with your song, just copy and paste the URL to save and share your song! Instructions You can add or remove notes by clicking on the gray rows at the top. JummBox automatically plays the notes out loud for you. ... The more you push a talk and your feelings for him, the more he will reject you. Remember he is overwhelmed already and probably has more than responsibility outside relationship that he wanted to manage as well so if you include your feelings and pushed it towards him. He will fall even more on a deep pit. That’s what happen to me. 30. I feel more at ease whenever I find you by my side because your smile is on its own a pillar of joy. I wish to let you know that no other lady can find her way to my heart as you did. You are one in a million lady. Goodnight! 31. You’re the perfect life partner a man could ask for. Thank you for being my better half, sleep tight! 32. My initial emotion was a sense of relief and proud that I did it, but I could tell you that after everyone left, I felt guilty. I think it has a lot to do with my conservative asian upbringing. I had the same feeling when I first got into the lifestyle. One of the things done by sending love messages is: you make your partner feel special. And, you have no idea about the smile you put on the face of your partner, lover, whenever you send messages such as the messages outlined below — 101 romantic love messages for your partner.. So, this is the stage where we start listing those messages.
2021.10.23 17:40 seacobs What's the sweetest thing your partner did for you?
2021.10.23 17:40 nebulakd Donation Fees
2021.10.23 17:40 Express_Ad1149 She turned into such a slut when she became legal
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2021.10.23 17:40 -green-man Should I take both CS220 and CS240 next semester?
2021.10.23 17:40 I_Luv_Royale_High I made someone's day today <3
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2021.10.23 17:40 airmountain7 Any NPD relate to r/raisedbynarcissists
2021.10.23 17:40 ArtistWithInternet Me! // AristWithInternet // Mr.DerpyDraws
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2021.10.23 17:40 theShowandMe Big Topps Now hit!
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2021.10.23 17:40 sushubutu First Eden run, wish me luck
So I've been playing the game since it was officially released (so a while), but I never ventured into Eden because I was too scared (I knowww, lame). I'm about to try it for the first time, though, wish me luck! Any tips are appreciated lol, God knows I'll need them.
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2021.10.23 17:40 _Mr_Washee_Washee Ortex short interest data for ALPP as of Friday.
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2021.10.23 17:40 Catenausi [For Hire] Commissions Open! PM me❤
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2021.10.23 17:40 luoshh 1K Donkeebits Giveaway! 🐴🔥. All what you have to do : -comment your adress -Follow our twitter for future giveaways : https://twitter.com/donkeebits . -Opensea : https://opensea.io/collection/donkeebits
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2021.10.23 17:40 ricethegod I made broly for a game I'm working for
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2021.10.23 17:40 KaiserCorn First Enclave Game
I recently got back into the mod after a break and after finishing my last campaign I’m looking to do an Enclave game for the first time. What submod(s) would you recommend for an enclave game in the current version.
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2021.10.23 17:40 old_story5500 Doubts
I have my doubts about Christ... but I feel kind of guilty about flat-out denying him... so I guess that means I sort of ‘love’ him or whatever. Even if he was lying I sort of feel the same.
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2021.10.23 17:40 Illustrious_Long3980 PHUN is still cheap and it will double and triple next Monday …. You will not see this price again in the future.
2021.10.23 17:40 Sufficient_Ad1301 How do I separate these fuel lines? Just yank apart? 2000 F250 7.3l automatic 4wd
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2021.10.23 17:40 ThedaBarasBoobs What do actors who quit acting do with their time?
And musicians too … like I really don’t understand what they do all day.
I just randomly thought about Jonathan Taylor Thomas as an example (I don’t know why, there are many other better examples lol) Did he really make enough money as a child actor on Home Improvement to support essentially an entire lifetime without working?????? How!? And what do you think he does with his time now, since he doesn’t act anymore? Most actors who stop acting I feel like go in to form businesses of some kind, but what the fuck does JTT do? Anything??
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2021.10.23 17:40 chantheman2001 could someone put me (left) in the 2nd picture? i barely have any photos of me and my grandpa 🤍
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2021.10.23 17:40 getyaisha "Road Rage" (fiction)
As I recall, it started off as a normal day, I’d finished work early and was on my way home when I got caught in traffic. My first thought was (Shit, here we go) but I hadn’t paid much attention to the time. Reaching for a cigarette I happened to glance at the clock, it was 10:45 in the morning. On any other day this stretch of freeway would be smooth sailing, but today it was bumper to bumper and we weren’t moving. Letting down my window I fired up and settled in, I figured there had to have been a wreck further ahead, in any case the traffic would be clearing out eventually. After 10 minutes most people were putting their vehicles in park and I was starting to get irritated. Adjusting myself in my seat, I tried to look around the cars ahead of me but whatever it was I couldn’t see it. After a minute or so I started hearing sirens, now I was almost certain there’d been an accident, not wanting to waste any more gas I shut off the engine. A few minutes turned to an hour, the people closest to the exits were driving over the embankment that leads to the service road. Unfortunately we’d had a lot of rain recently and the ground was soft, the first few made it through then they started getting stuck blocking the way.
The traffic on the feeder was backed up just as bad if not worse than the freeway, no one was going anywhere. Trying to calm myself down I turned the radio on, the second the speakers came to life my ears were assaulted by the sound of the emergency alert system.
/////“The following message is transmitted at the request of emergency management. A shelter in place order has been issued as a deadly chemical has been detected in the area. All residents are advised to shelter in place immediately, sheltering in place requires you to take the following actions. Stay indoors, close all windows and doors, turn off all ventilation systems such as heating and air conditioning units and seal all cracks with tape or wet towels. Stay calm and do not leave your home for any reason, please stay tuned to local news media outlets for more information on this life threatening situation.” ////
The message repeated a few times before ending, you could literally feel the panic roll through the crowd. I was frantically scanning through the radio stations trying to find a news channel while everyone else was sealing themselves in their cars. For some reason, I couldn’t find a single station reporting on the situation, at best all I caught was traffic reports telling people to avoid the area. Giving up I turned it off and rolled up my window, by noon the sun was beating down on the roof of my car turning it into a sauna, I felt like I was stewing in my own juices. Sweat rolled down my face as I leaned back in my seat, closing my eyes trying not to think about it, but there was no escaping the heat. Stripping down to my t-shirt and boxers took a little of the edge off, I could only imagine what others were going through, some of those cars looked really uncomfortable. The thought of being trapped in the front seat of a box truck with two other people made me cringe as I glanced over at the rig two lanes over. I could see the driver with his face nearly against the glass trying to stay cool. In the car next to me on my right there was an older lady in a BMW, she was drinking a bottle of water and reading a book to pass the time. I couldn’t understand how she was staying so calm, looking around at everyone I could see most people were having a hard time and we had no idea how much longer we would be there.
Hours ticked by, I tried the radio over and over but nothing was being said, from what I could tell nothing was happening, then somewhere in the crowd someone reached their limit and started their engine. It was a chain reaction after that, one by one people cranked up and turned on their AC’s, a few others like myself didn’t, not because I didn’t want to but my AC hadn’t worked since I bought the car. I had to laugh at it, no matter how old we get, people will almost always do exactly the opposite of what they’re told to do. Eventually someone got out to stretch their legs, when nothing happened to them of course others followed, it wasn’t long before I was letting my windows down to get some air. The thought of walking home crossed my mind but I was still close to an hours’ drive away, putting it out of my head I sat watching as people started talking amongst themselves. Some passed out water, while others were locking their cars up and attempting to leave on foot.
That’s when I noticed the helicopters, I can’t say for certain that they hadn’t been there the entire time, from my point of view they didn’t show up till people started trying to leave. They didn’t make any attempts to stop anyone but still, something felt wrong. There were no police markings or news station logos on either of them, the only thing that really stood out was the color, yellow. Something about it bothered me, the more I stared at them I noticed they weren’t making a lot of noise. Normally helicopters are loud, you know when they’re around, but these were almost silent. As more and more people started leaving one of them flew off while the other circled overhead, after a few minutes it flew off in the opposite direction. I watched for a while, thinking how great it would be to fly past traffic laughing at the people stuck in it. Smiling at the thought I shook my head and tried to relax, it got quiet after that and a cool breeze drifted in, the breath of fresh air felt great. The funny thing is, the first thing I did was grab a cigarette and ruin it.
Blowing out the smoke, I closed my eyes and leaned back in my seat. As I brought my hand up to take another drag there was a tap at the window, startled. I quickly glanced to my right to see the woman from the next car standing outside. Leaning down a little to look in at me she smiled and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Sorry to bother you, but could I please get one of those?” Nodding my head I handed her a smoke then got out to join her, by the time I’d made my way to where she was standing she was lighting up. She thanked me again and told me her name was Grace, I told her mine then we stood there sharing theories on what was going on. Once we’d both finished smoking she turned to get back in her car and stopped, looking at me she smirked and shook her head. “Hey uh, Keith, I have a few bottles of water in here, would you like one?” Of course I wanted the water, when she handed one to me she paused one last time. “Could you do me a favor? If we do this again, could you wear some pants? It’s a little weird talking to a stranger in his underwear.”
I hadn’t realized I was still in my boxers till she pointed it out, doing my best to play it off. I told her I would then got back in my car. More time slid by, the sun was setting and still nothing other than more emergency alerts telling everyone to stay in place. A family in the truck ahead of me was setting up lawn chairs while lighting a barbeque pit, I guess they didn’t want their groceries to go to waste. Pulling out my phone I took pictures and video attempting to post them on social media to get some type of information but all of my accounts were flagged and blocked. After trying a few times I asked around and found others having the same issues. There wasn’t much I could do, calling the police got about as much attention as anything else I’d tried, at that point I’d made up my mind to walk. I’d just slipped the keys in my pocket when I started hearing people yelling, “Sam! Yell if you can hear us! Where are you?!”
They repeated it over and over again till they came into view. When they got to the area I was in, they started asking everyone if they’d seen a boy with dark hair, wearing a blue t-shirt and shorts. I didn’t remember seeing the kid, and judging by the responses they were getting neither did anyone else. They asked around for a while longer then moved on, a few people volunteered to help and left with them. Shrugging it off, I stretched and looked around, then waved to Grace. She was standing outside her car watching the group walk away, when she noticed me waving she came over. We didn’t talk for long, I told her I was leaving and she asked if she could come with me, of course I agreed and once she’d locked up her car we left.
The plan was to take the exit ramp to the street and find a gas station or a store where we could hopefully find out what was going on. As we started our way down I noticed I hadn’t seen anyone standing outside their cars on the service road. (Hey, does anything seem odd to you? Where’s everyone at?) Stopping to take a look for herself she narrowed her eyes scanning the sea of parked cars for a moment before gasping. “Oh my God, I, I think we should go back.” she uttered, nervously pointing to a pickup near the end of the off ramp. There was someone lying on the ground next to it, I didn’t see any blood, he just seemed to be lying there. I finally took a moment to really get a good look around, there were bodies everywhere, some still in their cars others on the sidewalk or next to their vehicles. (What the hell’s going on?) My words fell short as I backed away expecting to bump into Grace, I didn’t. Looking back to see her reaction, I spotted her hightailing it back to her car, with no idea what to do next I did the same.
Fumbling with my keys, I popped the lock and jumped in, slamming the door shut before trying to tell everyone to get back inside. When I realized they couldn’t really understand what I was saying, I laid on the horn and let my window down just enough for them to hear me. “Get inside, hurry! You have to get in!” Seeing I was serious a lot of them ran to their vehicles and closed themselves in, the ones who didn’t, well, they learned the hard way. It’s not easy to explain what happened next, everything was so chaotic I barely understood what I was looking at. First, the children started running away from their parents, they seemed terrified. If that wasn’t enough to freak me out, what the adults did next almost made me lose my shit. One by one they all stopped and started staring at the ground, I couldn’t see what they were looking at but before I knew it they started staggering away calling out their children’s names. Not long after that, they started dropping, from what I could tell there was nothing wrong with them, they were just acting strange then falling down.
I was literally stuck staring at the bodies for who knows how long before they started moving. I halfway expected them to turn into zombies. That probably would’ve been better than what actually happened. For the first few seconds they seemed confused, staggering around, rubbing their eyes, looking like they were waking up. Out of nowhere one of them screamed “Where’s my baby?!” that seemed to trigger the rest, they snapped into action. They called out names and went car to car asking everyone for help, no one so much as cracked a window to respond. Most did their best to ignore them, while others screamed, one guy pulled a gun and threatened to shoot if they didn’t get away from his vehicle. After a few minutes some other guy got out of a jeep and tried to help, I couldn’t hear what he was saying but the moment he pointed down the freeway they attacked him. This guy must have been a fighter or something because he beat the brakes off of a couple of them before they took him down. They tore him apart and painted themselves with his blood, when they were done they went right back to looking for their children. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, I don’t think I blinked once the entire time.
As the crowd slowly vanished down the road I relaxed a little, for some reason I couldn’t stop myself from glancing over at the jeep guy. There wasn’t much left, his lower jaw was missing and most of his skin had been stripped away. The rest was just a shell, his guts spilled out on the concrete had been stepped on and smeared into a meaty paste. It was the worst thing I’d ever seen in my life but I couldn’t look away. I kept imagining what it must have been like in those last moments feeling their fingers ripping into him and looking at their faces, it had to have been horrible. Closing my eyes, gripping the wheel I sat there trying to pull myself together, nothing about this made sense, there had to be a reasonable explanation but I couldn’t think one up. Opening my eyes, I dug in my pocket for my smokes, as I did I caught a glimpse of something moving out of the corner of my eye. Turning to get a better look, I spotted Grace holding up a piece of white paper, on it were two words. “Get down.” A little confused by the message I shrugged my shoulders, Grace pulled the paper away then pointed back towards the feeder road before ducking down in her seat. I looked back in time to see a crowd of people headed our way, they immediately started attacking cars, smashing through the windows dragging anyone inside out into the mob.
They would be on me any minute, I had to make a decision there was no place to hide in my shitty little Honda. It was either wait till they got me, or run while I had the chance and risk being one of them. I didn’t want to do either, but running seemed like the only real choice, taking a deep breath I opened the door and bolted. I ran till my muscles ached and my lungs felt like they were on fire, I could hear them coming. Without knowing for sure if they were after me I hid underneath an 18 wheeler and prayed they’d pass me by. I wish I could tell you what they were doing to the people they were pulling out of vehicles but the truth is I never looked back, listening to the screams I could only imagine how awful it was. I was laying there gasping for air trying to stay quiet long enough to get a second wind, that’s when the shooting started. I figured a few weren’t going down without a fight, thinking this might be my only chance to run. I rolled out and stood up coming face to face with some prick in a bloody pastel polo carrying a tire iron. He smiled and tilted his head to the side. “Hey pal, me and a few of the boys were wondering if you could help us out with something.” He had a wild look in his eyes that told me everything I needed to know, (Look dude, I can’t help you, I’m just trying to get the fuck out of here.) He smirked giving me a disbelieving look then asked, “Are you sure?”
I stepped back, as two more guys came jogging over carrying severed limbs they’d been using as clubs. I wasn’t sticking around, I turned and raced out of there while the guy I’d been talking to yelled out, “You see, I knew you’d be the one to help us!” They hooted and howled, taunting me as they chased me down. The further I ran the more I saw, everywhere I turned people were slaughtering each other, a part of me was glad I didn’t have time to look at it. As I reached the top of the next overpass something heavy thumped against the back of my skull causing me to stumble into a crash landing against the guard rail.
“Great shot, let him get up and see if you can do it again!” one of them yelled, while I was trying to clear the fog from my brain. I had no idea what I’d been hit with, all I knew for sure was I didn’t want it to happen again. I could hear them laughing, making jokes about how I’d fallen. Grabbing the guard rail I pulled myself up glancing back to see where they were. One of them was climbing up on the hood of a car, he was holding something but his back was to me so I couldn’t see what it was. The other two were attacking a minivan while the people inside did their best to keep them out.
Dazed and exhausted, on the verge of giving up, I tried to compose myself. I didn’t want to die, call it a second wind or a sudden surge of adrenaline, but I found the energy to make an escape. Staggering and stumbling, I did my best to avoid the chaos around me hoping I didn’t get hit again. Making my way past a group of people fighting, I ducked down weaving between the cars for cover. I couldn’t tell if they were chasing me, I didn’t want to look back, running a little further I turned to go around an S.U.V. and stopped. There were two women holding another woman down while a third used a pair of pliers to rip out her teeth. My mouth fell open, I couldn’t understand what I was seeing, before I could begin to wrap my mind around it, some burly guy with a shotgun ran up behind the lady with the pliers and blew her head off. It happened so fast I didn’t have time to focus, all I could do was change directions and hope he didn’t shoot me next. I ran till I couldn’t run anymore, I could see another semi a few cars away, my first thought was to climb on top of it but as I got closer I noticed the trailer didn’t have a padlock on the cargo door. Unfortunately the second I reached for it something heavy thumped against the back of my skull, this time bouncing my head off of the trailer sending me straight to my knees. It didn’t knock me out but I couldn’t move, all I could do was sit there, drooling on myself like god damn mental patient. After a few seconds I heard the polo guys’ voice, “I think this one might be broken.” He chuckled, leaning down to look me in the eyes while snapping his fingers to get my attention. When I didn’t respond he shook his head then stepped back, stood up straight and kicked me in the chest knocking me over. “Let’s go guy’s, we’ll find a better one next time.”
While I lay there drooling into my ears I finally saw what I’d been getting hit by, one of the guys was carrying a smoke grenade launcher, he was loading it with rubber rounds as he walked by laughing at me. I don’t know how long I laid there stuck on stupid before I finally got the feeling back in my body, the moment I was able to move I rolled to my side and puked my guts out. The throbbing pain in my brain was so bad I could barely keep my eyes open, I couldn’t get up, I could hardly move but I could hear more people coming. I did the only thing I could think of, I played dead. Closing my eyes and holding my breath I prayed they’d pass me by but as the footsteps got closer I flinched. My eyes popped open and I did my best to scoot back till I saw Grace’s face, she quickly came over to me kneeling down while looking around, “Keith? Holy shit, I thought you were dead. You have to get up, there's more headed this way, we need to hide.”
I told her about the truck, then she helped me up and we got inside. For the most part it was empty but it was a decent place to hide. We sat there in the dark listening to the crowd pass by and when it finally got quiet we both let out a sigh. Grace slouched back shaking her head, “Everybody’s coming this way I don’t think we can stay in here long. Can you walk?”
I could barely think straight but I told her I’d do my best, after a few minutes she peeped out then told me it was time to go. Still disoriented, I followed her, not really paying attention to where we were going. We moved between cars, stepping over bodies and trying to stay out of sight, eventually my vision cleared up but that dull headache felt like it was there to stay. At some point we were chased by a group of naked senior citizens and wound up hiding under a FedEx truck. I’ll spare you the details of what we saw and move on to the gun. I found it under the truck once we were out of sight, there were four rounds left in the magazine along with one in the chamber, it wasn’t ideal but it was the best news I’d had since everything started.
Wincing from the pounding in my skull I turned to show Grace what I’d found, the moment we locked eyes someone grabbed her by the ankles and drug her from under the truck. Sliding out, I got up and rushed to where they were in time to see a small group of people dragging her towards the retention wall. It looked like they were going to throw her off the overpass. I didn’t have time to think, wildly bringing the pistol up I let off a shot and hit one of them causing the others to let go and run for cover. She scrambled to get up just as someone fired back at me hitting the windshield of a nearby car, I ducked behind a minivan as they opened up. Bullets shattered windows and punched holes in everything around me, the guy I’d shot was screaming his head off making it impossible to focus but I had to keep moving. Making my way to the next car in line I found Grace, she’d crawled for cover and made it without catching a slug. I guess the shootout must’ve attracted attention because the next thing we knew the naked old people came charging in, honestly I think I would’ve preferred getting shot, what they did to those guys was beyond words, I can’t even bring myself to talk about it.
With the old folks distracted, we made it out of there pretty easy, when we got to the next section we saw what caused the traffic jam. There was a tanker truck flipped on its side, blocking the road the crowd was flocking to it. From where we were, I could see a way to the feeder road but we would have to get really close to them in order to get there. I glanced over to see Grace staring at the tanker, slowly starting to move towards it. When I asked her what she was doing she turned to me with a blank expression on her face and said, “We have to go down there.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, shaking my head, I pointed to the wreckage. (Go down there, for what? Look, you can do whatever you want, I’m not doing that. I’m getting out of here while I still can.) As the words left my mouth the helicopters returned, they slowed to a stop hovering above the crowd surrounding the tanker. Just like before, they didn’t seem to be doing anything other than watching, that brief moment I took my attention off Grace was all she needed to attack me.
Screaming, she punched me in the side of the head causing me to stumble dropping the pistol in the process. “We have to get down there!” she screeched, lunging at me. Dodging her attacks as best I could, I maneuvered around her till I had no choice. I squared up and threw a hard jab straight to her nose, it only stopped her for a moment but it was long enough for me to spot the gun and make a move for it. With her bearing down screaming at the top of her lungs, I grabbed the pistol and turned in time to fire off a shot as she slammed into me. I couldn’t tell if I’d hit her or not till we were slipping in her blood, at some point I lost my footing, we slammed into the side of a car then tumbled to the ground. When we landed the gun went off for the second time and she stopped moving.
I lay there staring up at the sky, listening to the crowd with her pinning me to the ground, Grace’s body felt like it weighed a ton but I had to get her off me. The gunshots would bring trouble and I didn’t have the energy for another fight. Rolling her off me and slowly getting up, a loud “thunk!” from my left grabbed my attention as something whizzed past my face followed by a voice I’d hoped to never hear again. “Damn it Brody, you missed!” It was the polo guy and his goons, glancing over to see the guy with the launcher taking aim, I ducked and scrambled for cover behind the closest vehicle.
It got quiet for a second and all I could hear was the sound of the crowd, I had to make it to that exit ramp. It was my only chance. Trying not to make any noise I hurried to another hiding spot and stopped, a flash of movement drew my attention a few cars away. Aiming the gun in that direction, I nervously scanned around the area but I didn’t see anyone. A thud from behind me made me flinch, quickly spinning around to see where it came from. I spotted someone moving and fired. I missed, not wanting to waste another shot. I kept moving. I was passing a plumbing van when a sharp pain surged through my left leg and I collapsed. I’d been stabbed and was bleeding from a gaping wound in my calf, they were under the cars. Scooting away, I backed up to a tire and braced myself. I still couldn’t see them, clutching the gun in my hands with my head on a swivel. I frantically searched for any sign of them.
A sudden burst of movement on my right made me jump, as I turned to look someone else darted by on my left, they were closing in. I could hear them circling me, followed by the buckling of the hood of the car directly in front of me as one of them leapt up on it. Without thinking I raised the gun and fired, knocking the guy off his feet as another charged in from my left. I turned and fired my last round into him just before the polo guy brought that tire iron down on my forearm forcing me to drop the pistol. My fingers instantly went numb when I felt the bone snap, before I could react a second impact on my shoulder sent a shiver through my body as I toppled over. He was going to beat me to death if I didn’t stop him but I couldn’t move without getting hit, out of reflex I brought up my damaged arm to shield me from another blow. The tire iron smashed against the point of my elbow with a meaty crack as he drew back preparing to bring it down for the fourth time. There was a second the world shifted into slow motion just before everything exploded back to reality when some naked old man blindsided the polo guy and they fell on top of me. During the tussle they rolled off my legs giving me a chance to crawl away, I kept moving till I was a good distance from them, when I felt safe I struggled to my feet. Hobbling away, I couldn’t help but glance back, more naked senior citizens were dog-piling the polo guy. I had a good idea what was next and I wasn’t sticking around for the show, the further I went the more I could see exactly what was going on around the tanker. There was a fluid spilling out coating a large section of the road, it gave off a sweet smell almost like bubble gum. The closer I got the more I realized what I thought was screaming was actually the sounds of children playing in the chemical spill, the adults were doing the same while the people trying to get in were killing each other, fighting to get closer to the pool. Mesmerized by what I was seeing, I stood there watching as more people raced by diving into the chaos of the crowd. It took a moment for me to realize no one was coming out of the pool, the adults were literally melting into it while the children seemed unfazed, hell they didn’t even seem to notice.
Looking at the helicopters hovering above the crowd, I couldn’t shake the feeling they were responsible for this somehow. With everyone so drawn to the spill, no one so much as gave me a second look, I made my way to the exit ramp without a single problem. That’s when all hell broke loose, there was a loud “whoosh” from the wreckage as it went up in flames instantly engulfing anyone close to it. The joyful sound of children was replaced by the screams of the crowd burning to death, I couldn’t look away. I watched them mindlessly diving into the lake of fire till the helicopters flying off snapped me out of it. Staggering, I made my way to the street and walked for a while before blacking out, when I came to I was in the hospital. I told them I’d been jumped by a group of guys I’d never seen before, which wasn’t a total lie, I just left out the part about the freeway thinking it might be better if I kept that to myself. The entire incident was covered up and sold to the public as a tanker explosion, according to the news the tanker jack-Knifed then exploded taking the lives of 83 people in the process. I did as much research as I could once I was out of the hospital, for the most part I couldn’t find anything worth mentioning. Then I stumbled across an article with the headline “Miracle drug responsible for deaths.” The article was packed with big words I couldn’t begin to spell and names of people I’d never heard of, but what caught my attention was a photo of their building. There sitting on a landing pad positioned near the building was a yellow unmarked helicopter. I did everything I could to dig up information about the company but it was like they’d dropped off the face of the earth. I was honestly just going to let it go, then about a week ago I started getting strange calls and catching people watching me. I don’t know who these people are or what I managed to survive but I feel like I had to get this story out before anything happened to me. My name is Keith Murdock, and if you’re hearing this I’m probably dead.
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2021.10.23 17:40 politicly1 Judge tells court 'we're getting all kinds of threats' for prosecuting pro-Trump Capitol rioters
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2021.10.23 17:40 Sad_Divide_2133 All those damn rats!
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2021.10.23 17:40 RaggedDawn I found one of my top ten white whales today. 1s edition 28th print. I have been looking for years for this one. 🧙♂️For my fellow collectors out there, what are your most sought after books and editions?!
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