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Jan. 19th, 2009 05:53 pm“Come on baby.” Snake begged as he turned the key again. The truck just wouldn’t start. The door opened and voices flooded the cab.
“We gotta go.” Taylor was frantic. The helicopters weren’t far away. Plissken could tell from the sounds.
“Bitch.” Snake got out into the swirling snow. The wind was whipping the snow up from the ground. Snake fought the hood open. The engine had ice on it from being outside so long. “Damn it.”
“Bradley.” Snake screamed over the wind and the choppers.
His medical officer came over and got wide eyed at the engine. “Not good. Not good.”
“No.” Plissken shook his head. “Take everyone down there.” Plissken pointed toward a stone bunker. It was half blown out but enough for cover still. “I’ll be there as soon as this bitch starts.”
( Black Light on the Move )
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“We gotta go.” Taylor was frantic. The helicopters weren’t far away. Plissken could tell from the sounds.
“Bitch.” Snake got out into the swirling snow. The wind was whipping the snow up from the ground. Snake fought the hood open. The engine had ice on it from being outside so long. “Damn it.”
“Bradley.” Snake screamed over the wind and the choppers.
His medical officer came over and got wide eyed at the engine. “Not good. Not good.”
“No.” Plissken shook his head. “Take everyone down there.” Plissken pointed toward a stone bunker. It was half blown out but enough for cover still. “I’ll be there as soon as this bitch starts.”
( Black Light on the Move )
Words: 855
