Chandler woke up sweating and his heart beating faster than a race horse.
He had a nightmare but he couldn't remember what it was about, all he could
remember were bits and pieces of it. He was driving really fast in a car,
people started chasing after him, shooting at him, and then the next thing
he knew he was at the bottom of a river still in the car. He pushed that
away and got up out of the bed and walked out of his room and to the
bathroom. When he came out he saw Joey walking sleepily out of his room.
"Mornin' Joe," Joey mumbled something back that sounded like yeah right be
he couldn't make it out so he just laughed.
Chandler and Joey both walked into Monica's apartment and found everybody sitting around the table eating breakfast. "Hey guys," Chandler called as he walked through the door.
"So Chandler, any luck with a job yet?" Rachel asked as she poured a cup of coffee. He didn't want to tell them about the job that he had gotten because he thought they would talk him out of it and he really needed the money so he just lied.
"No nothing yet, I think I'm just gonna take some time off for a while. I mean I have enough money to get by for a month or two."
"I wish I could take some time off, I really need a break!" Phoebe said from her spot at the table. "But I need the money so I can't. ugh, what a world we live in!" Everybody just stared at her and went back to athe conversation.
"So is there anything in particular that you want to do besides writing?" Monica asked.
"..I really haven't thought about it that much. I guess I'll just wait and see what comes along. Oh and we're not doing anything Thursday night are we?"
".Chandler that's tonight.Rachel's birthday dinner.ring a bell?" Ross stated.
"..ah crap!" How could he be so stupid and forget about Rachel's birthday? If he planned it just right he could still make it to the dinner, according to what Frank told him.
"Why, do you have other plans? Did you make other plans on my birthday?!" Rachel yelled.
".Oh well I just have this thing that I have to do, but I should still be able to make it on time. Don't worry." They all continued eating. Then about 10 minuets later everybody left for work leaving Chandler all by himself.
Forward to Thursday night-7:00 PM
Chandler drove up to the gates of the mansion and pressed the buzzer to get in. Frank's voice came over the intercom and let him in. He drove up to the garage and 4 other guys all pilled into the car and gave him a disk to put into the electronic screen. He popped it in and a map came up on the screen. "You're supposed to follow that, stay in the car once we get there and wait for us to come back out, when we do, you drive like hell up to the bridge that we see on the way and let us out. We give you your pay and then you leave. Never tell anybody about this. You got it?" one of the men said.
"Yeah I can handle that." Chandler said and started the car and drove away.
They arrived at an old warehouse and you could see lights on inside and the four guys got out. "Wait here." One of the men said and walked away. Chandler sat in the car for about two minutes before it began to snow, adding to the already melting snow that had been there from the night before. "Really is a nice night," Chandler said to himself. He checked his watch and saw that it was now 7:45. He told everybody that he would meet them at 8:30, pending on if he was running late or not The four guys came walking out of the house, in no rush at all. "You got the money?" Chandler asked as they got in the car. "You bet we do!" The first one to get in the car said. "This'll buy some nice Christmas presents," he added. Just as he started the car three men came running out of the house and started shooting at the car. One bullet went straight through the passenger window, killing the man that was next to Chandler. He stepped on the pedal and drove as fast as he could to the bridge. The men kept shooting and killed all three of the men in the back seat. Chandler was the only man left alive in the car. He drove for about 200 yards and had the bridge in sight. He had no idea why the man wanted to let them out there but there was no way he was going to stop now that they were all dead. All of a sudden his tires blew out and he swerved around on the road with the bridge under him, he hit one of the walls and flew down to the river below. The last thing he remembered seeing was the water rushing up to the car.
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That my friends, is my attempt at a cliffhanger. Although you could kind of tell that something was going to go wrong all along but ya know what? I.don't.care. I'll have the next chapter up as soon as I can think of something. Keep those reviews coming! Oh the coolest thing happened today! We got our first snow here in Minnesota! I'm so happy, although now I want to just skip thanksgiving and go right to Christmas! Fun fun fun!
Chandler and Joey both walked into Monica's apartment and found everybody sitting around the table eating breakfast. "Hey guys," Chandler called as he walked through the door.
"So Chandler, any luck with a job yet?" Rachel asked as she poured a cup of coffee. He didn't want to tell them about the job that he had gotten because he thought they would talk him out of it and he really needed the money so he just lied.
"No nothing yet, I think I'm just gonna take some time off for a while. I mean I have enough money to get by for a month or two."
"I wish I could take some time off, I really need a break!" Phoebe said from her spot at the table. "But I need the money so I can't. ugh, what a world we live in!" Everybody just stared at her and went back to athe conversation.
"So is there anything in particular that you want to do besides writing?" Monica asked.
"..I really haven't thought about it that much. I guess I'll just wait and see what comes along. Oh and we're not doing anything Thursday night are we?"
".Chandler that's tonight.Rachel's birthday dinner.ring a bell?" Ross stated.
"..ah crap!" How could he be so stupid and forget about Rachel's birthday? If he planned it just right he could still make it to the dinner, according to what Frank told him.
"Why, do you have other plans? Did you make other plans on my birthday?!" Rachel yelled.
".Oh well I just have this thing that I have to do, but I should still be able to make it on time. Don't worry." They all continued eating. Then about 10 minuets later everybody left for work leaving Chandler all by himself.
Forward to Thursday night-7:00 PM
Chandler drove up to the gates of the mansion and pressed the buzzer to get in. Frank's voice came over the intercom and let him in. He drove up to the garage and 4 other guys all pilled into the car and gave him a disk to put into the electronic screen. He popped it in and a map came up on the screen. "You're supposed to follow that, stay in the car once we get there and wait for us to come back out, when we do, you drive like hell up to the bridge that we see on the way and let us out. We give you your pay and then you leave. Never tell anybody about this. You got it?" one of the men said.
"Yeah I can handle that." Chandler said and started the car and drove away.
They arrived at an old warehouse and you could see lights on inside and the four guys got out. "Wait here." One of the men said and walked away. Chandler sat in the car for about two minutes before it began to snow, adding to the already melting snow that had been there from the night before. "Really is a nice night," Chandler said to himself. He checked his watch and saw that it was now 7:45. He told everybody that he would meet them at 8:30, pending on if he was running late or not The four guys came walking out of the house, in no rush at all. "You got the money?" Chandler asked as they got in the car. "You bet we do!" The first one to get in the car said. "This'll buy some nice Christmas presents," he added. Just as he started the car three men came running out of the house and started shooting at the car. One bullet went straight through the passenger window, killing the man that was next to Chandler. He stepped on the pedal and drove as fast as he could to the bridge. The men kept shooting and killed all three of the men in the back seat. Chandler was the only man left alive in the car. He drove for about 200 yards and had the bridge in sight. He had no idea why the man wanted to let them out there but there was no way he was going to stop now that they were all dead. All of a sudden his tires blew out and he swerved around on the road with the bridge under him, he hit one of the walls and flew down to the river below. The last thing he remembered seeing was the water rushing up to the car.
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That my friends, is my attempt at a cliffhanger. Although you could kind of tell that something was going to go wrong all along but ya know what? I.don't.care. I'll have the next chapter up as soon as I can think of something. Keep those reviews coming! Oh the coolest thing happened today! We got our first snow here in Minnesota! I'm so happy, although now I want to just skip thanksgiving and go right to Christmas! Fun fun fun!