Chapter 4
Strickland was ganing on them--It was only a matter of time he predicted.
The carload of hoodlums fishtailed around the next corner with Strickland
close behind and ended up in the Courthouse Square, Turning around in his
seat the driver aimed and shot at his pursuer with his 38. Caliber but
missed. He aimed again, and cocked the gun--VUUMMPPHHH! Suddenly the car
spun and flipped into the air and turned over flipped around about six
times before finally coming to a rest at the corner of the square. Then
all was silent.
Strickland saw as the car suddenly flipped into the air and then turned
over and over a few times before it came to a halt, and he laughed.
"Serves those slackers right!" He said with a note of glee in his voice.
He stopped and yanking off his bulletproof vest he chose a Magnum thirty
five and slid out of his vehicle and wandered over the the wrecked
vehicle "Slackers!" He muttered "I hope you died slow and painfully" he
turned and began to walk back to his hummer. Suddenly with his last
breath one of the guys raised his gun and fired-BANG! And Strickland went
down! Then with as his life faded he grinned " Gotcha you bas..." the
rest of his sentence died on his lips.
Strickland groaned in agony and he knew that he'd been shot. And that it
had been a fateful shot. He guessed he had only moments to live. Then the
only display of decency and discipline in the world would be lost
forever.
Then a thought occurred to him and he smiled. "If he was going to die he
was going to get his revenge on that scumball responsible for the state
of things. One Biff Tannen to be exact. Climbing into the cab of his
Hummer he started it up and aimed it so that it faced the Pleasure
Paradise, then he began to open all the gas tanks and empty the gasoline
onto the floor, after that he reached under the dashboard and fiddled
with the wires until there was a beeping and the Bomb he'd had sealed
into the body of the vehicle if it ever got stolen was activated. Lastly
he yanked out all the pins of the rows of gernades in the back seat,
buckled up and stepped on the gas.--SCRREEEEEEEEE! The Hummer sped at the
hotel casino and Strickland grinned he'd lost the war but had won the
battle, and now he could die happy, knowing he was going to make Tannen's
life a living hell.
"Hellooooo boys,!" Strickland exclaimed "I'mmmmm baaaa---aaaaccck!"
budddaa! budddaa! budddaa! budddaa! budddaa! budddaa! budddaa! The
monster vehicle soared up the steps and into the air and smashed through
the front doors and into the casino portion of the
building.BOOOOOOOMMMMMM! Suddenly there was an explosion and the entire
Pleasure Paradise tumbled to the ground in flames.
and then was no more.
Strickland was ganing on them--It was only a matter of time he predicted.
The carload of hoodlums fishtailed around the next corner with Strickland
close behind and ended up in the Courthouse Square, Turning around in his
seat the driver aimed and shot at his pursuer with his 38. Caliber but
missed. He aimed again, and cocked the gun--VUUMMPPHHH! Suddenly the car
spun and flipped into the air and turned over flipped around about six
times before finally coming to a rest at the corner of the square. Then
all was silent.
Strickland saw as the car suddenly flipped into the air and then turned
over and over a few times before it came to a halt, and he laughed.
"Serves those slackers right!" He said with a note of glee in his voice.
He stopped and yanking off his bulletproof vest he chose a Magnum thirty
five and slid out of his vehicle and wandered over the the wrecked
vehicle "Slackers!" He muttered "I hope you died slow and painfully" he
turned and began to walk back to his hummer. Suddenly with his last
breath one of the guys raised his gun and fired-BANG! And Strickland went
down! Then with as his life faded he grinned " Gotcha you bas..." the
rest of his sentence died on his lips.
Strickland groaned in agony and he knew that he'd been shot. And that it
had been a fateful shot. He guessed he had only moments to live. Then the
only display of decency and discipline in the world would be lost
forever.
Then a thought occurred to him and he smiled. "If he was going to die he
was going to get his revenge on that scumball responsible for the state
of things. One Biff Tannen to be exact. Climbing into the cab of his
Hummer he started it up and aimed it so that it faced the Pleasure
Paradise, then he began to open all the gas tanks and empty the gasoline
onto the floor, after that he reached under the dashboard and fiddled
with the wires until there was a beeping and the Bomb he'd had sealed
into the body of the vehicle if it ever got stolen was activated. Lastly
he yanked out all the pins of the rows of gernades in the back seat,
buckled up and stepped on the gas.--SCRREEEEEEEEE! The Hummer sped at the
hotel casino and Strickland grinned he'd lost the war but had won the
battle, and now he could die happy, knowing he was going to make Tannen's
life a living hell.
"Hellooooo boys,!" Strickland exclaimed "I'mmmmm baaaa---aaaaccck!"
budddaa! budddaa! budddaa! budddaa! budddaa! budddaa! budddaa! The
monster vehicle soared up the steps and into the air and smashed through
the front doors and into the casino portion of the
building.BOOOOOOOMMMMMM! Suddenly there was an explosion and the entire
Pleasure Paradise tumbled to the ground in flames.
and then was no more.