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Turning off the highway, Samantha's Ford Ranger parked just to the side of the street. She put it in park and took a deep breath. Tension was something she hated and it was starting to pile up on her. More of them here. If that website for the newspaper was right anyway. After a few seconds, she pulled out of the spot and continued driving down the street. She needed to find directions or something.
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As samantha is driving, she hits a red stop light. When she does, an old beggar woman crosses the street, then stops and looks up at the sky right in front of Samantha. The light turns green, but the woman doesn't move.
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Samantha's fingers rapped against the steering whell for a dew seconds before she hit the car horn and leaned out of the window. "Hey lady! Light is green!" She shouted. She Paused for a second and looked up at whatever she was staring at.
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Ow. Thats the sun. You blink away the sunspots, and realize that the woman is sitting in the car with you now.
"Welcome disgusted breeder, to the golden land of holy."
Goosebumps. Big ones. Really really big ones.
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((Ignor first post then, Re-Write!))
Ow! OK, that was stupid. Samantha thought as she rubbed her eyes. She was starting to feel her neck starting to itch as she noticed the woman sitting next to her. Oh shit! She was now starting to regret leaving the revolver in the glovebox as she started trying to unclick the seatbelt. It didn''t take a genus to figer out that this one wasn't going to play freindly.
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"The light is red now, that means stop. You are looking for those that make Baldur bring his seed upon your spine." The woman is again staring at the sun. That really can't be healthy for her.
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Samantha is surprised she hasn't gone blind yet. "What the hell are you talking about?" She was still trying to get the seatbelt unbuckled. The damn thing was hard to concetrate on with her neck going crazy.
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She laughs, and then sighs. "You are a hunter, but not of four. You seek those like.." And she points to herself. "But seek not to be like cofee pot."
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Sam managed to stop for 2 seconds to stare at the woman. At least now she was starting to make sense. The fact she wasn't being torn to shreds gave her some idea that she was in immediate danger. "How did you know that?" She askedbefore gribbing the steering wheel like it was some sort of life preserver.
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"It happened, up there." She poitnts up. "So I watched it, and it came to pass. And here you are green."
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