boogey stories
You spend the rest of the crappy day taped up inside this crappy old van as it jounces down some half cleared road. It sucks.
When night falls, the pirate crew lets you out, although they keep you tied up. (With tape. What kind of low class hooligans use TAPE to hogtie thier victims?). The is no sign of Clarice, unless you count some bumps, bruises and limping amount the gang members as such. The motor pirates build a pointlessly gigantic campfire and try to roast an number of really stupid things on it. Energy bars for instance, probably scavenged from the ruiuns of the town you left that morning. The granola melts and sometimes catches fire, but the pirates try to eat it anyway. They hoot and stamp their feet, yelping about how hot it is.They spend all night making lame fart jokes, comparing the size of their tattoos and threatening each other.
IDIOTS.
Eventually, one of them who seems less awful than the others brings you some canned ravioli and blanket. She gets the tape off your mouth and tosses the sock into the fire. She seems sort of decent so you ask her what they are going to do with you. She shakes her head regretfully.
"Bad news" she says, and points west with a half gloved finger. Towards the Ruins of the City.
The bombed over, radioactive, and possibly haunted City.
Since you were a small child, you've heard grown ups talk at night around campfires about the unimaginably huge cities that used to dot the entire world. Most of the human race used to live in cities, you've gathered, by the millions and billions. That seems like an exaggeration to you, but the Ruins certainly seem impressive. You've never seen them this close before.
When the Kaa wars started, the cities all bombed each other into oblivion, and the only people to survive were the few that lived in other places. Deadly radiation made anyone who tried to go back into the cities terribly ill, and no one lives there anymore.
This is all pretty hard to believe, of course, and yet some of your uncles liked to tell even more disturbing tales about what does live in the cities now that the people are all gone.
"Everyone who went back to the cities became ill, but not all of them died!" you can hear your Uncle Chase saying in his mysterious ghost story voice. "The radiation warped and melted their bodies, causing them to grow in strange unnatural ways, but it also messed with their brains! They went crazy and now they only come out at night, gibbering twisted mutants who like to kidnap all the naughty boys and girls, and people who wander too close to the City! So that why you kids, on nights like tonight, need to look out for the Bogeys!"
You know some of to those stories were just nonsense that adults tell kids to make them behave, but you cant help but feel uneasy as you look towards the broken towers of the Ruins, glowing red in the setting sun.
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When night falls, the pirate crew lets you out, although they keep you tied up. (With tape. What kind of low class hooligans use TAPE to hogtie thier victims?). The is no sign of Clarice, unless you count some bumps, bruises and limping amount the gang members as such. The motor pirates build a pointlessly gigantic campfire and try to roast an number of really stupid things on it. Energy bars for instance, probably scavenged from the ruiuns of the town you left that morning. The granola melts and sometimes catches fire, but the pirates try to eat it anyway. They hoot and stamp their feet, yelping about how hot it is.They spend all night making lame fart jokes, comparing the size of their tattoos and threatening each other.
IDIOTS.
Eventually, one of them who seems less awful than the others brings you some canned ravioli and blanket. She gets the tape off your mouth and tosses the sock into the fire. She seems sort of decent so you ask her what they are going to do with you. She shakes her head regretfully.
"Bad news" she says, and points west with a half gloved finger. Towards the Ruins of the City.
The bombed over, radioactive, and possibly haunted City.
Since you were a small child, you've heard grown ups talk at night around campfires about the unimaginably huge cities that used to dot the entire world. Most of the human race used to live in cities, you've gathered, by the millions and billions. That seems like an exaggeration to you, but the Ruins certainly seem impressive. You've never seen them this close before.
When the Kaa wars started, the cities all bombed each other into oblivion, and the only people to survive were the few that lived in other places. Deadly radiation made anyone who tried to go back into the cities terribly ill, and no one lives there anymore.
This is all pretty hard to believe, of course, and yet some of your uncles liked to tell even more disturbing tales about what does live in the cities now that the people are all gone.
"Everyone who went back to the cities became ill, but not all of them died!" you can hear your Uncle Chase saying in his mysterious ghost story voice. "The radiation warped and melted their bodies, causing them to grow in strange unnatural ways, but it also messed with their brains! They went crazy and now they only come out at night, gibbering twisted mutants who like to kidnap all the naughty boys and girls, and people who wander too close to the City! So that why you kids, on nights like tonight, need to look out for the Bogeys!"
You know some of to those stories were just nonsense that adults tell kids to make them behave, but you cant help but feel uneasy as you look towards the broken towers of the Ruins, glowing red in the setting sun.
click here to continue.
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