bam_bam_darkslide Posted July 28, 2005 Posted July 28, 2005 Mike stood on the porch of a house. He doesn't know whos house it was, but it was big. He doesn't know who he is, and he doesn't know how old he was. His head was just blank. He doesn't know anything at all, so now he had to start from scratch. All he knew is that he is living with five other guys who have problems in their lives, too. "Mike!!! It's lunch, Brad came with take out. Cone over to the dining room...it's your favourite, Japanese!" somebody called out from inside the house. Mike took a glance back at the horizon where he could see the beach's shoreline and waters. So, I guess my name is Mike, he thought, Mike what? Who is this Brad and my favourite foods are Japanese? Mike sighed and turned to enter the house. He couldn't remember the house was so big. It was new to him. He looked around to find the kitchen and the dining room. There, he saw the five guys who surrounded him in the hospital one night after the knock out. They were sitting around the table. Mike smelled the aroma of ethnic foods. He sort of remembered smelling it one time. But where? "Come on Mike. What are you waiting for?" one guy asked. He had his head shaved and was wearing black rimmed glasses. "Um, I'm not waiting..." Mike said. He approched the table and looked at the take out food. It was noodles...yes, noodles. And fried fish. For some reason, Mike remembered eating all of these things with the same guys. He just couldn't bring back the memory quite clearly. After lunch, one guy, who calls himself Phoenix, sat beside Mike on the couch in front of the television. "Hey, Mike, are you feeling a little better?" he asked. Mike looked at Phoenix and smiled, "I'm okay. I am still adjusting though, so sometimes I might space out or something like that." "Hmm...it was really hard to imagine you in the hospital, so frail. We were really worried. I never ever experienced to see someone who is close to you in that state." frowned Phoenix. "I was frail? It was that bad?" asked Mike. "I'm sorry, Mike. I didn't mean to bring up that point. It's ok. Maybe when you are real fine, I can tell you, but not now. It might be too much pressure on you." Phoenix stood and left, leaving Mike wondering what had happened to him that one night. Evening rose, falling over the southern California home. The shaved head guy who calls himself Chester was crying. He had his hands held together as though he was praying. His head was bent towards his hands, and he was kneeling beside his bed. Cold tears drenched his shirt and his eyes were swelling. Over and over he kept on praying. He was praying for himself because all of a sudden, bad memories of his childhood kept on haunting him. The abuse and all the depression. He couldn't bare it any longer. Mike entered Chester's room to see him weeping. "What's wrong?" Mike asked pityfully. Chester turned around, his voice still quivering, "Mike...it's the pain. The pain of my childhood. It hurts." Mike frowned, he kneeled towards Chester and gave him a hug. Chester hugged back. He needed some comfort and company, too. *how can I get another chapter in the same topic instead of making a new thread?*-me. Quote [broken External Image]:http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y12/Shadow_Serpent/darkslidesig.jpg Madd props go to Shadow_Serpent ::~proud member of the CoS::candle lighter~:: I'll drag your body to the car as blood races down my arms
ForgottenKid Posted July 28, 2005 Posted July 28, 2005 Just post a reply and where it says topic, type in what ever the chapter is called. Great story begining. Quote Disposable, at risk for every right, there is a wrong Click Here Yo
Shadowed Heart Posted July 28, 2005 Posted July 28, 2005 That is interesting. But I don't get it. Is there some kind of story line you could explain? Did Mike get in a fight or smthing? Quote {Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me.} http://www.sucksbbs.net/data/MetaMirrorCache/2f43bfab2b64268a8552c7de93432ec4.jpg Write "Love" On Your Arm. MIH Photography. Myspace. Facebook.
Dark Angel Posted July 28, 2005 Posted July 28, 2005 That is interesting. But I don't get it. Is there some kind of story line you could explain? Did Mike get in a fight or smthing? I think we'll figure it out during the story. You know, like some stories start off giving you little info, and you have to gather everything to figure it out? Sort of like Resident Evil. Quote [broken External Image]:http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/fantasyhorse/NnyBanner2.gif I'm sorry I don't subcomb myself to your fashion If life were simple, what'd be the point of it? No, you got that backwards. I'm the one who's normal, stuck in an abnormal world.
misspiggy Posted July 29, 2005 Posted July 29, 2005 you update this it leave the reader wondering Quote [[melma]]
bam_bam_darkslide Posted July 29, 2005 Author Posted July 29, 2005 Chapter Two "So, um, I was guessing...I'm in a band?" Mike asked Chester the next morning. "Yeah, here, listen." smiled Chester as he handed headphones to Mike. Mike took it, put it on his ears and Chester played the music. It was loud. Mike thought he heard his voice singing: why does it feel like night today something inside is not right today why am i so uptight today paranoias all i got left "That's me singing? Or, yet, rapping? Wow! I'm good!" Mike grinned. Then, he heard someone else's voice, whispering: 'and watches everything' he knew it wasn't his. Who is it? "Who else is singing with me?" he asked. Chester looked at Mike with a huge grin across his face, "That's me, silly. I am in a duet with you. We're great!" "Good beat. I like the drummings. Who does that?" "That's Rob. Remember the guy who sort of, like, fed you in the hospital?" "I guess so. Well, he is good. Oh...nice sound effects. I wonder how they can do that in the song. It sounds like scratching from records." "That's because it is. Joe does that. He's pretty talented. Just like you." "I'm talented? What can I do?" Chester grinned and he stood. He gestured towards the hallway, "You'll see. Come on, borrow Brad's guitar, and Joe's paints and some paper." "Um..." "Oh yeah. Come on, meet the band." Chester chuckled and led Mike down in the living room. Some guys were sitting on sofas, and the others were on the carpet. Everyone was in their own world. "That's Joe, the guy who did the sound effects. There's Brad, who played the electric guitar. Oh, Brad, can Mike borrow your guitar for a moment?" Brad didn't look up, he was too busy writing chords for his guitar, "Yeah sure, whatever, but do not. I mean, do NOT touch my portal to the matrix." Chester giggled, "Anyway, there's Phoenix, you spoke to him already. He plays the bass. You can play the guitar too, by the way. Um, well, Joe, wheres your art supplies? Mike kinda lost his and his guitar somewhere. I think in the other hotel." Joe looked up at Mike, "So, buddy. Remember art...it's your life, your heart...the meth amphetamine to stress, my friend." "Huh?" Mike asked, confused. "Nevermind." Mike and Chester walked down to the silent games room which is never silent by night because of busy days. Chester sat on the couch that was there, while Mike just preffered to sit on the carpet. First, he took out the sketch pad and some charcole. "Draw me." Chester ordered. "Um, I-I'll try. If it isn't okay...well, I don't know." Mike grinned shyly. He leaned back on the wall and began sketching. He looked up at Chester and back at the paper. The same thing for a short while, until-"I'm done!" "Lemmie see?" Chester asked. Mike made an unsure face as he reviewed what he had drawn. He squinched his eyes to look closer. "Well..." Chester started. Mike turned the drawing around so Chester could view it...It was...it was... "PERFECT!!!" Chester literally screamed. The drawing was so perfect and so life like that he thought it was just a black and white photo of him. "Y-you think so?" "You're real good. Now lets here some of that guitar." "Oh...please. I don't think I can remember." "Yes you can." *** It was that time where Mike Shinoda and Linkin Park were in a concert. Who knew that Mike would fall asleep during the middle of the newest song they had ever done? Everybody was going wild when they heard the first two notes from the guitar. "Mike! Mike! Are you okay, man?" Brad called out. He ran over to Mike who was snoring in peace. The audience were silent. Everything seemed to stop. What made Mike fall and start sleeping? One thing was answered after he was rushed to the hospital. Sleeping pills before the show. Quote [broken External Image]:http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y12/Shadow_Serpent/darkslidesig.jpg Madd props go to Shadow_Serpent ::~proud member of the CoS::candle lighter~:: I'll drag your body to the car as blood races down my arms
bam_bam_darkslide Posted July 29, 2005 Author Posted July 29, 2005 Chapter Three: Gaurdian Angel Chester wasn't crying at all about his childhood. Instead he was crying about something else. Problem is, he was not so sure if he should cry or not. It was too much for him. He got in a fight with Joe the other night about the new song. He wanted some turntables in it, but Chester said it was a slow song WITHOUT turntables. Then, the next day, he had an argument with Brad because Brad wanted Mike to do his guitar because he wasn't feeling well in one concert. Chester seemed to always be in fights with any band member, anytime. He was sick of it. He was not liking the idea of Mike in his state. He never wanted that to happen. *** Joe sat in the dining room that afternoon. He was quite sure somebody from the band had out sleeping pills in Mike's food or something like that. He knew that Brad got in a fight with Chester about Mike to play the guitar,but Chester wouldn't do that at all. If he did, he would have done it to Brad instead. Dave is a big help for Mike to help him with memories and that...he was so kind to Mike...but just now, Dave had been recently talking to Mike. Joe sighed. Whoever did this, they got away with it, good. Joe took out his cell phone and called Rob. "Yo." "Rob, pick me up at the hotel parking lot. I want to go check out that scene backstage. There has to be a way to find out about the sleeping pills." Rob was quiet for a minute, then, all he said was, "Ok. I'm on my way." Joe stood, walked out the door and went downstairs to wait for Rob. On his way down, he thought he had seen Mike looking around with a little girl, who looked like she was only ten years old. Joe walked back to see if Mike and the little girl was still there. But they weren't. Who was that girl? And how did she get in the private hotel. Is she related to Mike in any way? Joe heard the engine pull up at the back, and he realised it was Rob's jeep. Then, a honk from the horn, and Joe was off. *** "Casandra...I think you are somehow the only one I can remember. Are you like an angel or something to help me?" asked Mike as they walked in the hallways. The little girl smiled, "Wait, Mike. You have to wait. It's all about your thoughts. I will just tell you, I am your imagination." Mike shook his head and thought to himself, 'am I going crazy? I have an imaginary friend???' Flashback memories rushed inside of his head. He does remember this Casandra girl from elementary school. She was his best friend. A real friend. She wasn't any angel or anything. She was a human. Mike remembers Casandra helping him through tough times and telling him everything was going to be alright. She was almost like an angel... Until the day she died when he needed her the most. Quote [broken External Image]:http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y12/Shadow_Serpent/darkslidesig.jpg Madd props go to Shadow_Serpent ::~proud member of the CoS::candle lighter~:: I'll drag your body to the car as blood races down my arms
bam_bam_darkslide Posted July 30, 2005 Author Posted July 30, 2005 People Read The First Chapter And They Dont Read The Next I might stop writing this. I dont think i shud write anymore stories...i suck. Quote [broken External Image]:http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y12/Shadow_Serpent/darkslidesig.jpg Madd props go to Shadow_Serpent ::~proud member of the CoS::candle lighter~:: I'll drag your body to the car as blood races down my arms
DerykInuTaishou Posted July 31, 2005 Posted July 31, 2005 hmm really intresting. i wonder where things will lead to. Quote im with Pheonix791989here is the average number of my "Like" counter: (stopped counting after 700) "Always turn your cellphone off before an interview."-brad in the frat party
bam_bam_darkslide Posted August 1, 2005 Author Posted August 1, 2005 Chapter Four **ok, probably, DerykInuTaishou wanted to know about what happens next, here it goes:* "Casandra...you...you were dead the time I had that big accident from grade...three..." Mike muttered. Casandra grabbed Mike's hand and grasped it, "Yes, I did remember that." "So...you're dead?" "Afraid so." "And...now you are here to help me get life back together again. Starting from scratch?" "Yes." Mike leveled down to the little girl and embraced her with great joy. She was back, to fill in the time when Mike needed her the most. Thank you to Gaurdian Angels that float above. "Well, um, do you know what happened to me before I forgot everything?" asked Mike as he let go of the hug. Casandra nodded, "Yes I did. Somebody had put sleeping pills on the food you had before this big concert. I don't know who did it. But one thing for sure, it has to be one of your bandmates." Mike narrowed his eyes, "Why did they want to do this to me? I haven't done anything wrong at all. Why why why?!" he felt his cheeks burning bright red. "I'm here to help you out, Mike." Casandra smiled. "I am not going to quit this thing until I find out who did this to me!!!" he screamed. *** "So, where did you want to go again?" Rob asked Joe when they were in the car. "The stadium where we did our concert about weeks ago." Joe replied. "Alright." Rob read the signs and saw flags on some kind of stadium. He made a right turn and all of a sudden, there was a loud honk. It was another car, a bigger one than the jeep. There was a white flash and a crash. Moments later, Joe and Rob were breathing heavily, under the torn jeep. What happened? "Holy, s**t. Rob!!! Who was that? Wasn't there a red light?" Joe literally bellowed. "Joe...I don't know who it was. Indeed, we were allowed a right turn when some other car crashed into us on a red light!" Rob struggled out of the trash, all scarred and bruised. He looked at the other car and gasped. It was Chester. Chester was breathing in and out constantly as his car was turned around. "Chester! What the hell were you thinking?!" Rob screamed. "I don't want you to go to the stadium. It's too dangerous. They are re constructing it..." Chester yelled back. "Really? How did you know we were coming here, by the way?" *** Mike and Casandra sat on the swings at the nearby park. The afternoon sun was lightly embracing southern California. "Casandra. Let's go to the stadium where, as you said, the big concert was. There might be some clues to who did this to me." Casandra pumped up her legs to swing higher, "I'm sorry, but we can't. Something terribly wrong happened there. I could feel it." "Are you serious? What is it? Don't tell me the investgators are there and they had sweeped up the clues already. I hope it isn't." "No...something happened to Chester, Joe, and Rob." "Holy!!! We have to get there! Are they injured???" worried Mike. Casandra nodded, "They are. It was a car crash." "Come on! No time to waste...maybe their lives are at risk!" *** Chester slowly climbed out of the flipped vehicle. He was sort of limping towards Rob. "I...um..." "Well...? No answer? Let me ask you this, are you trying to prevent us from investigating the scene of the crime? Were you the one who put the sleeping pills in Mike's food?" Chester was stuttering, "Um..." "I need answers here, convict." "I have a name you know." "You're probably guilty." Quote [broken External Image]:http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y12/Shadow_Serpent/darkslidesig.jpg Madd props go to Shadow_Serpent ::~proud member of the CoS::candle lighter~:: I'll drag your body to the car as blood races down my arms
x_Hybrid_Angel_x Posted August 1, 2005 Posted August 1, 2005 ooooo interesting stuff! You cant stop writting, your good, and anyway i need to know what happens lol. Quote x_Hybrid_Angel_x ~ Fly With Me Under The Wings I Gave You, Try To Be Closer To Me And I'll Save You ~
Pheonix791989 Posted August 1, 2005 Posted August 1, 2005 holy shit this is awesome. my brother was right. keep up and keep the updates comming. i am in major awe of you. Quote http://www.sucksbbs.net/data/MetaMirrorCache/905b4d5028c3e3d1ceb11b9069165e4b.jpg "You can't please everyone and trying to do so is the kiss of death."- criss angel
misspiggy Posted August 1, 2005 Posted August 1, 2005 keep updating please!!!!!!! im in shock!!! you MUST UPDATE!!!! Quote [[melma]]
bam_bam_darkslide Posted August 2, 2005 Author Posted August 2, 2005 Chapter Five Rob was getting impatient. Chester never hid secrets from any of the band members. Now it was getting way too obvious to Rob that Chester had drugged Mike's food. But why? How could someone do such a dastardly act towards innocent Mike? Joe climbed out of the twisted vehicle to join Rob, "Chester? Are you alright, man?" "Quiet Joe, Chester has some explaining to do here about Mike." "Chester has something to do about Mike's food that concert day?" Joe gasped. Chester shook his head, "No I do not have anyhing to do about Mike!!" Rob looked at Chester's face to find the liar inside of him. Unfortunatly, he didn't. But Chester seemed so suspicious. Joe grabbed his cell phone and called for a tow truck. "Let's get to a nearby stop to talk about this. We cannot stand here in the middle of nowhere looking like idiots that want to get run over. Somebody has already lost his memory." growled Rob. The three limping men hurried to Starbucks but nobody ordered anything. Many people stared at them, but thought they were in construction working at the concert stadium. The guys sat on a four people seating table. Rob and Joe on one side, and Chester on the other. "Chester. If you drugged Mike, please tell us. Neither of the band mates want this suspense hanging above us anymore. We don't want to start being suspicious of anyone. It's just not right." Joe explained. Chester didn't say anything. He felt as though he wanted to cry again. But, one night, he did lie to Mike why he was crying. The pressure was bringing Chester closer to the edge of breaking down. All of a sudden, the door to the cafe gave a jingle and two people walked in. A little girl and a man who had red hair. Mike and Casandra. "Chester, Rob, Joe! Are you guys alright???" Mike blurted out as he ran towards the table where the three were. "Sort of...some bruises and some scars. Not much fatal." replied Chester. "Who's the girl?" asked Rob teasingly. "Um, she's...a friend of mine...um, I'm babysitting her." Mike lied. "You babysit?" Joe asked, choking up his burst of laughter. Casandra looked up at Mike and smiled. Mike smiled back. The three sat in the same table and Mike and Casandra took the table behind them. Mike lowered his head and whispered to Casandra, "We're going to ask about what happened to me?" The little girl slowly shook her head, "Not yet. I don't think it is a good idea to ask some people who just got in an accident. They get pretty tender." Mike chuckled, "You still have that sense of humor in you." Rob suddenly turned around and looked at Mike, "Mike, my friend, sorry I have to say this...but for some reason, I think Chester was the one who put sleeping pills in your food." Mike had a concerned face on, he saw Chester look at him, biting his lower lip, "Chester?" "Unfortunately, he doesn't want to speak up." Joe added. "Chester...did you really do this to me? Why?" Mike muttered. Chester felt like weeping again. Instead, he stood up and ran the mens restrooms. Along the way, something fell from his jean pocket. It was a note. Rob stood and picked it up, Joe followed. It read: Chester, meet me at the alleyway beside your hotel tonight. After that, there was a phone number written on the bottom and the name: Tre Cool. "Who's Tre Cool?" muttered Joe. "I think we're going to find out tonight." sneered Rob. *** Brad and Dave were confused. Where was everybody? The two guys decided to head to the arcade, but on the way there, somebody called out to them from a dark alleyway. "Hey, you two!" somebody called out. Brad turned and pointed to him and Phoenix, "Us?" The guy in the black hood nodded. Then, he waved his hand towards him as though he was saying, "Come here, gotta talk to you." The guys walked over to the mysterious person. "You both know Chester?" he asked. Phoenix didn't know what to do. Either say yes or no. But what does this guy have to do aobut Chester? All Brad did was shake his head, "No." "Well, here's a picture of him. If you ever see him, tell him that we are not meeting at the alleyway near his hotel. We are meeting at the abandoned factory. It's from Tre. Tre Cool." Phoenix nodded as Brad took the picture, "No problem." Quote [broken External Image]:http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y12/Shadow_Serpent/darkslidesig.jpg Madd props go to Shadow_Serpent ::~proud member of the CoS::candle lighter~:: I'll drag your body to the car as blood races down my arms
Dark Angel Posted August 2, 2005 Posted August 2, 2005 Ahh! Suspense! Need...More...Story... Great update anyways! Quote [broken External Image]:http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/fantasyhorse/NnyBanner2.gif I'm sorry I don't subcomb myself to your fashion If life were simple, what'd be the point of it? No, you got that backwards. I'm the one who's normal, stuck in an abnormal world.
LP Lager Posted August 3, 2005 Posted August 3, 2005 It's back and forth all day like the hot potato game that why u cater. Quote
bam_bam_darkslide Posted August 4, 2005 Author Posted August 4, 2005 I dont know what LP lager is talking about, either its a good thing or a bad thing. i have this idea that its a bad thing. Quote [broken External Image]:http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y12/Shadow_Serpent/darkslidesig.jpg Madd props go to Shadow_Serpent ::~proud member of the CoS::candle lighter~:: I'll drag your body to the car as blood races down my arms
bam_bam_darkslide Posted August 5, 2005 Author Posted August 5, 2005 Chapter Five: Tre's the Suspect Mike looked over Rob's shoulder to read the note. It was from a guy named Tre. But who is Tre? Is it one of Chester's friend? Or a cousin? No. Can't be a cousin. Casandra still sat at the table, looking at Mike. He was so furious on whoever drugged him, that she never knew that Mike had an angry side before. "We are going to meet this Tre...and if he has anything to do about Mike, it's time for the cops to come in." growled Rob. "Yes...maybe HE is the one who did this to me." Mike said. "And hat if he isn't?" asked Joe. "We will go on a search party. But I have a feeling that Chester didn't drug Mike on purpose. I think he was FORCED to drug Mike for some cash. This is getting serious. And the faster we find Mike's drugger, the faster this can all be over." replied Rob. Chester never came out of the bathroom. All he did was stay and cry. His eyes swelled up and were sore. He angerly rubbed the tears with the back of his hand. He wished he never came to the band. Now everyone hated him. It wasn't really his fault at all. It was someone else'. All of a sudden, he heard the door swing open. Footsteps came towards the stall where he was. It was Mike. "Chester? Did you drug me? Or is it this Tre guy?" he asked. Chester stood and looked at him, "Don't ask me that question because I am not going to answer it. I might have done it, and I might have not. You can't just say it was me. Or if it was...wait, how did you know about Tre?" Mike showed him the note. Chester grabbed it out of his reach and looked at it, "Tre is none of your buisness. He's just...just a friend of mine. A close friend. "Rob had a feeling-" "No. Rob is not going to get in the way with his feeling whatsoever. Because, Rob doesn't have to get in YOUR way. He doesn't need to help you. You know what to do because it's YOUR buisness!!!" and with that, Chester brushed passed Mike, passed the others as they watched him push the door and slowly fade in the horizon of the streets. "Touchy." muttered Mike. "Tre is the suspect. It is not Chester." whispered Casandra. She closed her eyes. Who is Tre Cool? And why did Chester have to meet him that night? Quote [broken External Image]:http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y12/Shadow_Serpent/darkslidesig.jpg Madd props go to Shadow_Serpent ::~proud member of the CoS::candle lighter~:: I'll drag your body to the car as blood races down my arms
Pheonix791989 Posted August 5, 2005 Posted August 5, 2005 wow still really good.I cant wait for more to read Quote http://www.sucksbbs.net/data/MetaMirrorCache/905b4d5028c3e3d1ceb11b9069165e4b.jpg "You can't please everyone and trying to do so is the kiss of death."- criss angel
misspiggy Posted August 5, 2005 Posted August 5, 2005 GASPS! how could tre' do that?! Bad tre'!!! *smacks tre' cool with a newspaper* Quote [[melma]]
bam_bam_darkslide Posted August 6, 2005 Author Posted August 6, 2005 Chapter Seven: Casandra is Kidnapped *oops, I mean chapter 6 on the last one, my bad.* For the rest of the evening, Chester hadn't been seen around the hotel. Brad and Phoenix forgotten to tell Chester to meet Tre, but even if they hadn't forgotten, they wouldn't have told him anyway. It was too dangerous for Chester to meet someone that no one in the band knows. "Where's Chester?" asked Phoenix. Brad shook his head, "Oh no, this can't be happening. Probably Chester knew about the change of plans! We have to find him!" "But...where's the abandoned factory?" "It's a walk away. We have to see what Tre and Chester are up to. It could be about Mike." The two crept passed the bedrooms and down the stairs to where the others were, watching 'The Seed of Chuckie', Mike was freaking out and he was hiding behind Joe, who was laughing. "Shh, we should not let them know where we are going." whispered Brad. Phoenix nodded and they both hurried to the front door. It was a quiet night, which was unusual in a city that was full of lights. They just started walking down the street until they saw somebody wearing black all over ran across them, holding someone small over his shoulder. The little girl was screaming, "HELP ME!!!" "Whoa. We have to save her!" insisted Phoenix. "C'mon!" Brad sprinted after the intruder, and Phoenix followed. The girl was crying and pounding the man's back with her tiny fists. "Hey you! Stop!!!" Phoenix yelled. The man looked back, but he just ignored the two and continued running. A while later, Phoenix and Brad ran out of breath and soon, they lost the kidnapper and the little girl. "Damnit." Brad spat. "Um...where are we?" his friend asked as he pointed out. Brad looked up and his face fell pale. "I-I don't know." *** "Casandra..." Mike called out as he peered into her room. But nobody was there! "Casandra!?" he gasped, as he whipped the sheets off the bed to see nothing but Casandra's teddy bear and a note. The note read: If you want to see your gaurdian brat once again, you must not figure out who had drugged you. "NOO!!!!" screamed Mike. Tre, he thought. All of a sudden, Joe bursted in the room, "Wassup, man? What's wrong?" Mike pointed at the bed and then the note. Joe took the piece of paper and after he read it, he muttered, "Tre." "Let's find her." "Rob's sleeping. I guess we have to walk." "Alright then." Quote [broken External Image]:http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y12/Shadow_Serpent/darkslidesig.jpg Madd props go to Shadow_Serpent ::~proud member of the CoS::candle lighter~:: I'll drag your body to the car as blood races down my arms
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