We then found ourselves at an old lumber mill. I thought it was abandoned until I heard a conveyor belt start up. On it were large wooden barrels, each containing a chicken with only their heads exposed. At the end of what looked like an assembly line was a guy with a hammer. As each barrel went by him, he clubbed each chicken over the head, immediately killing it.
A little freaked out, we got the hell out of there. It was now dark out and we were in an open field. We saw a bunch of cops with guns and flashlights, no doubt searching for us. We hid behind some shrubs and heard a guy rapidly approaching. He pulled out a large sword, hacked threw the bushes and was only a few feet from us. I stood up and thrust a thin fencing sword into his stomach and the blade came out through his lower back. He pulled it out, looked at the weapon and just started laughing uncontrollably.
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