Post by Jamie on Oct 16, 2005 17:52:16 GMT
Carry this story on and don't make it too OTT, please.
The village is dark, silent. The road is empty, the glistening of the lamp-posts shine on the road. A car drives up to the bus stop and halts in front of it. Charity Dingle steps out, and peers down the road, awaiting some noise, some action. In that instant, the Kings' business offices explodes ..... ash and debris scatters across the road. Charity's face lights up. "Gotcha" she says, whispering.
The village is dark, silent. The road is empty, the glistening of the lamp-posts shine on the road. A car drives up to the bus stop and halts in front of it. Charity Dingle steps out, and peers down the road, awaiting some noise, some action. In that instant, the Kings' business offices explodes ..... ash and debris scatters across the road. Charity's face lights up. "Gotcha" she says, whispering.
