Scream, "Run!!!"
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| - | Cold sweat throbs across your | + | Cold sweat throbs across your forehead as the sound grows louder. |
| - | " | + | "Mom, RUN!" you yell. "There's som-" |
But before you could finish your sentence, a burst of laughter interrupts your little 'warning'. | But before you could finish your sentence, a burst of laughter interrupts your little 'warning'. | ||
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"Oh, silly dear," your father pats your head, before squatting down towards the base of the car and tilts his head a little so that he could take a better look at the source of the rumble. "It's just a little-" | "Oh, silly dear," your father pats your head, before squatting down towards the base of the car and tilts his head a little so that he could take a better look at the source of the rumble. "It's just a little-" | ||
| - | Before you know it, your Dad's sentence was cut off, | + | Before you know it, your Dad's sentence was cut off. When you look, you realize why. He is on fire, and so is the car |
| - | Hurriedly, you turn around, running off without even waiting for your | + | Hurriedly, you turn around, running off without even waiting for your Mom or Alex. Only after running 30 feet away from your car do you realize your abandonment. You turn back, but no one is there at the car anymore. No one. Not even the thing, whatever it is that is having your family for supper. |
| - | *[[Return to the car|Return to the car. Your Mum and Alex could still be there!]] | + | *[[Return to the car|Return to the car. Your Mum and Alex could still be there! And maybe even your dad.]] |
*[[Goosebump:Run home|Run home on foot. It's survival of the fittest now!]] | *[[Goosebump:Run home|Run home on foot. It's survival of the fittest now!]] | ||
[[Category: Goosebumps in Horrorland]] | [[Category: Goosebumps in Horrorland]] | ||
Current revision as of 16:52, 17 September 2011
Cold sweat throbs across your forehead as the sound grows louder.
"Mom, RUN!" you yell. "There's som-"
But before you could finish your sentence, a burst of laughter interrupts your little 'warning'.
"Oh, silly dear," your father pats your head, before squatting down towards the base of the car and tilts his head a little so that he could take a better look at the source of the rumble. "It's just a little-"
Before you know it, your Dad's sentence was cut off. When you look, you realize why. He is on fire, and so is the car
Hurriedly, you turn around, running off without even waiting for your Mom or Alex. Only after running 30 feet away from your car do you realize your abandonment. You turn back, but no one is there at the car anymore. No one. Not even the thing, whatever it is that is having your family for supper.
