/Tournament Record ReBooted/
Begin Tournament Entry #14
/Eye, Robot/
Scorpion opened his eyes to find himself in a dark room on a mattress that was probably harder than the cold concrete floor. 'Where am I?' he wondered. The last thing he could remember was the night before, when he went to sleep.
He stood up and looked around. He was in a cell of some sort. There was nothing except the mattress, walls and a steel door. Scorpion walked over to the door and tried to open it, but it had no handle on the inside. He hoped there was a handle on the outside, as he didn't like the idea of having mattress for breakfast every day for the rest of his life.
'Is there anybody out there?' Scorpion cried out. 'Hello? Anyone there?' He stood and waited for a reply, but there was none. He could hear no sound at all.
He realised there was no way of telling what time of day it was. For all he knew it could be three in the morning, or three in the afternoon. He then realised he could be anywhere in the world. Though he was pretty sure he wasn't in Antarctica.
He sat down on the mattress and sighed. 'Jeez, I really need to pee.'
Minutes passed. Time seemed to stretch on forever. Scorpion was just about to go insane when he heard voices. 'Someone's out there!' he muttered. 'Hello? Who's there?' he shouted.
'Will you shut up I'm trying to sleep!' said a voice on the other side.
Well, now I know that it's night time, thought Scorpion.
'It's okay, I'll handle him,' said another voice. Scorpion heard footsteps, and then the sound of sliding followed by a tiny bit of light streaming into the room. There was one of those little panels you can slide open, which had just been slid open, which made Reptile think that he must be in a jail cell.
'What are you yelling about?' said the person on the other side of the door.
'What do you think? I wake up in a strange place with no idea where I am or what the time is, and this time it's not because I got drunk! At least, I don't think it was.'
'You buffoon!' said the person on the other side. 'Don't you realise you've been kidnapped?'
DUN DUN DUN!
'Sorry I wasn't listening, what did you say?'
'I said, don't you realise you've been kidnapped?'
DUN DUN DUN!
'Nup, sorry I still can't here you.'
The person sighed. 'You've been kidnapped, we kidnapped you, you are being held captive.'
'Oh, why didn't you just say so.'
The sound of someone hitting their head against a steel door was heard.
'Hey, while you're here,' said Scorpion, 'could I go to the toilet?'
'No.'
'Well then can I have a dry set of clothes?'
--RAYDEN--
Rayden woke up in the middle of the night sweating heavily. 'Something is not right!' he concluded. 'Something is quite wrong!'
He stood up and began pacing the bedroom. That did nothing so he went out to the kitchen to cook up some breakfast.
Rayden noticed that a full stomach didn't help him figure out what was wrong. In fact it just made him feel like vomiting. 'I know! I'll look into my crystal ball!'
He walked hastily to the lounge room to find his crystal ball shattered, with strange purple liquid leaking out of it. 'Oh yeah, I broke it when it started getting popups. I'll have to resort to my other future-seeing trinket.'
He went back to the kitchen, pulled out a wok and began chanting. Five minutes later he gasped and said 'Scorpion! Something's wrong with Scorpion!'
He ran outside, ready to go to Scorpion's house, when he realised he was wearing his nightgown. 'Better go back inside and change.'
By the time he'd changed and was ready to go the combination of weariness and drugs took its toll. Rayden fell asleep before he got the chance to leave.
--A FEW HOURS LATER--
Rayden was awoken by the sound of Shao Kahn's voice over the intercom. 'Shoot! I forgot to check up on Scorpion!'
He ran out of the door towards Scorpion's house, and by the time he got there was pretty tired. He flung open the door, and gasped as he saw...
--HENCHMAN #1--
Wesley was lying on the lounge of the secret base when Jay walked in. 'Your shift's over,' he said. 'You can go lie down.'
'Someone's out there!' cried their hostage from his room. 'Hello? Who's there?'
'Will you shut up I'm trying to sleep!' Wes yelled.
'It's okay, I'll handle him,' said Jay. Wes sat up, waited for the dizziness to stop, then left for his room. 'Damn loud captives,' he said to himself before falling asleep.
--A FEW HOURS LATER--
Wes woke up to find Jay shaking him. 'What? What's wrong?'
'Nothing, I just thought I'd wake you up,' said Jay. 'The boss should be calling us soon.' As soon as he said that the phone rang. 'That'll be him.'
Jay left the room, and Wes followed.
'Hello?' said Jay. He listened for a few seconds, then said 'He's here.' He listened for a few more seconds, then said 'Okay boss. Yeah. Bye.'
'What does the boss want?' Wes asked.
'He wants us to torture the hostage.'
'Oh goodie.'
--KABAL--
'You can have today off,' said the storeclerk.
'Cool,' said Kabal. It was only after Kabal had walked out of the shop that he realised he would've been better off working.
On his way home he bumped into Reptile. 'Sorry,' he said.
'That's okay. Are you wearing cologne?'
'Yeah, you like it?'
'Yeah, it smells good. Well, I gotta go, see ya!'
He was nearly home when he noticed Rayden standing outside a house. 'What's up, Rayden?'
'Don't talk to me.'
'What's the problem?'
'I need to find Scorpion, he's not here.'
'I think I saw him heading for the store,' said Kabal.
'Okay, I'll go there.' Rayden ran off.
Kabal looked at the open door, then back at Rayden. 'May as well,' he said, entering the house and ransacking it.
--HENCHMAN #2--
Jay and Wes carried Scorpion, who was drugged and wrapped up inside a carpet, to their secret base. 'And to think he wanted us to pick up his new rug after the kidnapping,' Jay said, laughing.
'Let's hurry up and get him locked into the cell before he wakes up,' said Wes. 'I really need to go to sleep.'
'I know,' Jay replied. 'You kept falling asleep while we were carrying this stuff. People stared, it was so embarrassing.'
They unravelled the carpet and dragged Scorpion into the jail cell. 'Isn't it strange how when we bought this place it had a jail cell in it?' said Wes.
'Yeah, but that's what the boss wanted.' Jay locked the door. 'I'll take the first shift, then once you've had a few hours of sleep I'll wake you up.'
'Okay,' said Wes, who walked off to his bedroom.
Jay sat down, looking at the coffee table in front of him. There were a few magazines on it, and a lot of guns. 'Now,' he said, reaching out, 'I'm gonna kill some time. Literally. With sudoku!'
--A FEW HOURS LATER--
'Phew, I've finally done it. Which means my shift is over. Wes!' Jay stood up and walked to the bedroom to find Wes still asleep. 'Wes!' He grabbed the nearby cap gun, shot off a round, then said 'Your shift.'
'Great, now I've got a headache. Just great.'
Jay went over to the other bed in the room and started sleeping.
--3 DREAMS LATER--
Jay woke up and looked at the time. 'My turn again.' He walked out to the lounge, which happened to be the room outside the jail cell, and said 'Your shift's over, you can lie down.'
--ONE CONVERSATION WITH SCORPION LATER--
Jay sat down. He became so engrossed with watching the wall that several hours passed by without him noticing. 'Hey, it's morning,' he realised. He went and woke up Wes, when the phone rang. 'That'll be him.'
He went to the next room and answered the phone. 'Hello?'
'Where's Scorpion?'
'He's here.'
'Play him some Celine Dion.'
'Okay boss. Yeah. Bye.'
'What does the boss want?' Wes asked.
'He wants us to torture the hostage.'
Jay walked back out to the lounge, got the key, unlocked the jail cell door, and opened it to find...
'DAMMIT! He's escaped!'
--MOTARO--
Rayden flung open the door, and gasped as he saw...
Motaro, stabbing Scorpion in the heart area with a knife. 'Motaro! You evil bastard!'
'Wait, no! It's not what you think!'
'I'm calling the police.'
--ONE RIDE IN A POLICE CAR LATER--
'Seriously! I'm telling the truth!' Motaro protested.
'Right, and I'm the queen of England.'
'Listen, just get Rayden to come in here, I can explain everything.'
'Visiting hours are between 3 and 4, so you'll have to wait...five minutes.'
Motaro stood there impatiently, waiting for the five minutes to be up.
'Is it five minutes yet?'
'No.'
'Is it five minutes yet?'
'No.'
'Is it five minutes yet?'
'Shut up! I get enough of this off my kids. Your five minutes is up...' The guard paused.
The paused lasted five minutes.
'...now.'
Motaro stood there. 'Well?'
'Uh, you have to ask me to get this guy.'
'F...just get Rayden.'
--2 TO 5 MINUTES LATER--
'You sicken me.'
Motaro raised his eyebrow. 'Look, just bring Rayden in.'
The guard left, and brought Rayden in. 'What do you want,' Rayden said with a sneer.
'It's not what you think,' Motaro explained.
'Sure, whatever you say...'
'Listen to me dammit! Okay, here's what happened.'
'I don't have time for your conspiracies,' said Rayden. 'Tell it to someone who cares, like Michael Moore.'
And Rayden walked out.
Motaro sat there for a while, trying to figure out what to do. He was very surprised when Reptile walked in. 'Hey man!'
'Why is the guard talking to me?' asked Reptile.
'I have no idea,' said Motaro. 'Speaking of no idea, what are you doing here?'
'I wanted to hear what you did to get banged up,' said Reptile.
'Well, technically I'm here because I murdered Scorpion, but there's more to it than that.'
'Tell me about it.'
--ONE ANECDOTE LATER--
'Wow, while that sounds farfetched, I reckon it's the truth.'
'Try telling Rayden that.'
'You know what, I will.' And Reptile left.
'That guy is great.'
'Shut up, guard.'
--REPTILE--
Reptile noticed that he'd run out of toilet paper, and decided he needed to buy more. Unfortunately he noticed this while on the toilet, and the closest thing to toilet paper was the little shower curtain.
While on his way to the store he bumped into Kabal. 'Sorry,' said Kabal.
'That's okay. Are you wearing cologne?'
'Yeah, you like it?'
'Yeah, it smells good. Well, I gotta go, see ya!' And Reptile continued on his trek to the store. 'What a bitch, he hardly noticed my new haircut,' he later muttered to himself.
Reptile got some toilet paper and a porno mag (if he ever got caught in another TP predicament he'd have something to do for thirty seconds). 'Haven't I seen you here before?' asked the guy behind the counter.
'No, that would be my evil twin, Scorpion. And that other guy, the blue one. I could never remember his name. Frank or something.'
At that moment Rayden came bursting into the store. 'Have any of you seen Scorpion?'
'There ain't no heroes here,' replied the guy behind the counter.
'No, why?' asked Reptile.
'I have reason to believe he's in grave danger,' said Rayden.
'Wish I could help, but I haven't seen him since...the last time I saw him, which was before today.'
'Oh well, I'll have to find Motaro and see if he'll help me.'
'I saw him, he went to Kabal's house with Frank.'
Rayden ran back out as quickly as he had arrived, wondering who the hell Frank was.
'Oh, darn, now I remember his name! It wasn't Frank, it was Freiza.'
--UNO MOMENTO LEUGO--
Reptile wandered outside and was returning to his house when he noticed the cops outside Kabal's house, dragging a handcuffed Motaro into their specially made stable-on-wheels (it'd be impossible to get Motaro to fit in a normal car).
'That's interesting,' thought Reptile. He went to his house, placed the toilet paper and porno mag in the living room, and decided he'd go to the police station and investigate.
--AT THE POLICE STATION--
'Hey man.'
'Why is the guard talking to me?'
'I have no idea,' said Motaro. 'Speaking of no idea, what are you doing here?'
'I wanted to hear what you did to get banged up.'
'Well, technically I'm here because I murdered Scorpion, but there's more to it than that.'
'Tell me about it.'
'Only if you promise me one thing.'
'What's that?'
'Dance for me.'
'What?'
'Dance for me, and I'll tell you the whole story.'
'But Motaro, you know I can't dance, remember high school reunion-'
'DO IT!'
'Okay, okay.' Reptile made up some stupid dance on the spot. 'Happy now?'
'Did it have to be a hiphop dance?'
'Just tell me the freakin' story!'
'Okay, okay. It seems like it was yesterday...'
--FLASHBACK--
Earlier that day Motaro had remembered he'd preordered his copy of the French opera Ca Ira on DVD, and that its release date was today. 'That supermarket better have it instore,' he said as he walked to the supermarket. Unfortunately it was closed. 'Dammit, I need my stuff!'
'I can get you some stuff...' said an evil voice from behind him. Motaro jumped, as he thought it was a paedophile. It was just Scorpion though.
'What sort of stuff?'
'All sorts of stuff, I just need to find the backpack I put the stash in.'
'Stash?' At that point Motaro realised that Scorpion wasn't Scorpion. Scorpion would never say 'backpack'. As the conversation went on further and Scorpion became flustered about the loss of this backpack, it became apparent to Motaro that it definitely wasn't Scorpion. After all, Scorpion never said the F-word. Fudge.
'Well then I can see only one way out of this. I'll have to kill you.'
Motaro took 'Scorpion' back to Subzero's house as it was empty at the time, and brutally murdered him. It was only after the murder that he realised he should've asked where the real Scorpion was before killing him.
--NOT A FLASHBACK ANYMORE--
'Wow, while that sounds farfetched, I reckon it's the truth.'
'Try telling Rayden that.'
'You know what, I will.' And Reptile left. 'Actually, on second thought, screw him! That made it no sense at all! That didn't explain anything, like why Scorpion was kidnapped in the first place, or why he was using a payphone.' Then Reptile realised he hadn't actually left, he'd just imagined leaving. The guard and Motaro were staring at him in a weird way. 'Screw you guys, I'm going home.'
--'SCORPION'--
'...and if you guys fail, I'm gonna make you eat your parents.'
'Yes, sir,' said Jay and Wes in unison.
'I've been watching him for the past month, if we screw this up ten years' planning has gone down the drain.'
'I thought you said you'd only been watching him for the past month?'
'Yes, that's the final part of the plan. The plan which began ten years ago. In Iran.'
'What's the point of the plan again?'
'Fools! If you don't know the plan, I'm not going to tell it to you.'
With that he left, and despite it being well into the night, went to the costume shop. 'How can I help you?' asked the lady on duty.
'I need a Scorpion costume,' said he.
'Your old one not fitting anymore?' the lady questioned. 'You sound different to Scorpion.'
'I'm not Scorpion, I'm his brother...Sandworm.'
'Ah, I see,' said the lady, with a quizzical look on her face. 'I'll go and fetch the spare costume from the back.' The lady disappeared for a minute or two, and came back with a Scorpion suit almost exactly the same as the actual Scorpion's suit. 'Scorpion's told me so much about you, how're you and the wife?'
'Oh, we're fine,' replied 'Sandworm'. 'The kids are a handful, but we get by.'
'That's nice to know, bye,' said the lady, waving as he left. 'That's strange, I thought his wife was incapable of giving birth.'
He went to sleep, and woke up early in the morning, put on the Scorpion suit and began the first step in the final phase of his devious plan. It was so devious only he could pull it off.
He went outside the mall and waited for it to open. 'Hello sir?' said the voice of the unlucky teenager who was in charge of the store for the opening hours. 'Scorpion' was sitting against the wall, and had accidentally dozed off. 'Sir, are you awake? Sir, a spider's climbing up your leg.' This woke him at once, and he began kicking and screaming. He'd had bad experience with spiders.
'Scorpion' walked into the store, stuffing various items in his pockets, up his sleeves, under his Mexican sombrero hat. He then proceeded to run out of the store, run back in in a state of confusion, and run back out. Sometime in between all this he'd stuffed the stolen items in a backpack. 'I need a payphone...'
He eventually found a payphone, and rang up the house where the real Scorpion was held captive. 'Hello?' said the voice on the other end.
'Where's Scorpion?'
'He's here.'
'Play him some Celine Dion.'
'Okay boss.'
'Make sure it's a pirated CD, as well. We don't want to fund the enemy.'
'Yeah.'
'I'll be coming back to talk to Scorpion in person. That's all for now.'
'Bye.'
He then hung up. 'I hope that loser gets what's coming to him.' As he was walking back to get the backpack with the stolen goods in it, he saw Motaro. 'Dammit, I need my stuff!'
'I can get you some stuff...' 'Scorpion' replied...
--AT SUBZERO'S HOUSE--
'Wait, you don't want to kill me!'
'I'm afraid I have to,' said the spider, before eating the fly whole. Meanwhile, 'Scorpion' was getting stabbed to death.
'That should do it,' said Motaro, dusting his hands off despite there being no dust on his hands. 'On second thoughts, one more stab in the heart area.'
Just as Motaro had stabbed 'Scorpion' that one last time, Rayden flung open the door.
'Motaro! You evil bastard!'
'Wait, no! It's not what you think!' It was the last sentence 'Scorpion' heard before he forever closed his eyes, blood welling up in his lungs.
Five minutes later, he opened his eyes and realised he wasn't dead after all. He coughed up the excess blood, dressed his wounds, then laughed evilly before doubling over with pain. 'New plan: kill Rayden, then Scorpion.'
--THE REAL SCORPION--
Scorpion sat around in the dark, gloomy cell for what seemed like ages. Eventually a slither of light snaked its way into the room from the crack between the door and the floor. Before his jaw said anymore, he noticed one of the bricks in the wall looked loose. Scorpion thought of something dirty to say, but decided it was better he said nothing in case his captors woke up.
He began to claw away at the brick, but it wouldn't move. Then he remembered his trademark fighting move: kicking things with his feet. This didn't work though, it only gave Scorpion a sore feet and anterior cruciate ligament damage.
Then he remembered his lesser known fighting move, which involved a long metal claw magically appearing out of his arm and grabbing his opponent. He tried to perform this move but for some reason it wouldn't work.
'Oh, I know what I'm doing wrong!' And with that, Scorpion began performing the move again, this time whispering 'Get over here.' The metal claw sprung out, grabbed the brick and ripped out of its place. Like dominos falling off a cliff, the wall crumbled, shattered and fell apart. 'Jeez, I hope no one heard that.'
Scorpion quickly made his escape, and spent hours wandering around trying to find his bearings. Eventually he found a familiar site: the Mortal Kombat Stadium. He saw Reptile heading towards him and shouted out, 'Reptile!' Reptile looked up, a look of shock on his face, and ran off.
'Screw it, I'll go to Rayden's house.'
--AT RAYDEN'S HOUSE--
'Holy shit it's a ghost!'
'Rayden, calm down, it's me, Scorpion,' said Scorpion. 'I need to tell you something.'
'Get away! Get away! I'll fight you if I have to!' shouted Rayden, grabbing the thing nearest him and waving it at Scorpion.
'Rayden, a muesli bar isn't exactly the best choice of weapon.'
Rayden looked at the bar he'd picked up, threw it behind him, and grabbed a knife. 'I don't want to have to kill you, but I will if I have to!'
By this time Scorpion was getting pissed off. 'Look Rayden, I don't know what's been happening, but I'm not a ghost. I was kidnapped sometime in the past week, and I just escaped. You've got to help me.' By this time Rayden looked like he was staring off into the void behind Scorpion. He turned around in time to see an exact copy of himself with a knife raised. 'We meet again, Scorpion,' said 'Scorpion'.
'Who are you?' asked Scorpion.
'I am Scorpion, and I've come here to get my revenge.'
'Hang on,' said Rayden, 'which one of you is the real Scorpion?'
'I am,' said two voices in unison. 'No, he's lying!' said the same two voices.
'Okay, Scorpion 2, how come you have a knife in your hand?'
'This here impostor kidnapped me last night and held me captive, I want to pay him back for the torture!'
'You liar! I was the one kidnapped and held captive!'
'Okay, there's only one way to work this out,' said Rayden. 'Sit down.'
The two sat down.
'Now, will the real Scorpion please stand up?'
Only Scorpion stood up. 'Dammit!' said 'Scorpion'. 'I always get fooled by that.'
Rayden summoned a bolt of lightning, which struck 'Scorpion' and killed him. 'I guess Motaro was right after all.'
'But what about your roof?' said Scorpion, as the lightning bolt had struck a hole through Rayden's roof.
'It'll be a sunroof,' Rayden replied.
--SUBZERO--
'We need your help. There are some terrorists in this here resort.'
--SEVERAL MINUTES LATER--
'I know what to do, you guys can go home. I'll take care of this.'
'But we wanna -'
'Just go!'
'Okay, okay, don't blow a fuse.'
Stryker and Nightwolf disappeared, leaving Subzero on his own, hiding in the bushes watching Kano's house, which was surrounded by terrorists. 'Now or never.'
He leapt out from behind the bushes, shooting an ice beam at the bush in which two terrorists were hiding in, dodged some bullets, froze the snipers on the various roofs, kicked the remaining terrorists so that they fell onto the road and were run over by a truck, and opened the door to Kano's house. 'Knowing terrorists there'll be one in here.'
He walked carefully through Kano's house, his wrists cocked and ready to shoot. He advanced past the hall, and found the door to Kano's room locked. 'That's strange.' He kicked the door down, and found Kano being held at gunpoint by the terrorist leader. 'Whoa, Subzero! Thanks man.'
'I'm here to help everyone else, not you.'
'Then you wouldn't care if I shot Kano dead!'
'Kano, why are you referring to yourself in first person?'
Kano shrugged.
'What do you want?' said the terrorist leader.
'I wanna know why you're here,' said Subzero. 'Maybe we could make a deal.'
'I'm here on orders of the boss. He has already arranged the kidnapping of one of your people, and we are going to use him as a bargaining chip.'
'What about Kano? You know no one's going to care if he's taken hostage.'
'Exactly, that's why we're going to kill him, to prove we aren't lying.'
'I can't believe I'm doing this,' said Subzero, before shooting ice at the terrorist leader, rendering him incapable of movement. 'Thanks again, Subzero.'
'Shut up, you stupid skinny little man.'
--APPROXIMATELY ONE DAY LATER--
'Here we are at the stadium for our exciting elimination match between Smoke and Kano! The winner will move to the next round and nervously await their next brush with death, while the loser will find comfort in knowing exactly when they're going to die. Oh shit, I gave away the secret, it was supposed to be unveiled and everything.'
Luckily Shao Kahn hadn't hit the "ON AIR" button yet.
--ONE ANNOUNCEMENT LATER--
'...Our commentator for today's match is Motaro!'
'As we all know, Smoke the robot and Kano the bald guy are going up against each other. The winner will go on to the next round, the loser killed off!'
Shao Kahn slapped his hand against his forehead.
'LET THE MATCH BEGIN!'
Kano and Smoke resumed their fighting stances, and stared at each other. 'This is the ritual where one of them waits for the other to strike. It's known as Hinoarashi-Tsubotsubo, or "Whoever smelt it dealt it".'
Kano launched himself at Smoke, which was unexpected (as everyone thought he would be the one to fart first). Smoke blocked the kick, and every subsequent kick and punch thrown at him. Kano just wasn't getting through his metal defences.
Kano continued attacking Smoke, but with each attempted blow and strike Smoke blocked and blocked. 'Come on,' said Kano, 'this has gotta be some sort of cheat code.'
'This is very strange indeed,' said Motaro, who had just woken up from his microsleep. 'Kano is giving it his all, but Smoke's not budging.'
Kano tried every move possible, including his super secret special move (a headbutt) but Smoke blocked everything. He performed intricate combo after intricate combo, but Smoke was still blocking. 'You know, this is very annoying,' Kano noted.
Someone in the audience stood up. 'Sorry, I accidentally reprogrammed him this morning,' said the audience member.
'Who the hell are you?' replied Kano.
'I'm the one who fixed him up after he got thrown into a pool of lava. Took me ages to get everything back in working order. I swear, if I find out who did this to Smoke they'll have a face that looks like Paris Hilton.'
'Ooh, that's low,' said Motaro.
'I know. Coincidentally that's where she is most of the time.'
'Who, Smoke?' said Kano, who wasn't listening properly.
'Anyway, I accidentally programmed Smoke to go into passive mode, instead of combat mode.'
'Mortal combat mode?' asked Motaro.
'As a matter of fact, yes.'
Everyone stood still for a minute, waiting for the Smoke-fixer to fix him up. 'Oh, were you waiting for me? Okay, to get him back to normal there was a code word I had to use. What was it...oh yeah, now I remember. "Go-go gadget robot."'
Smoke whirred and stirred to life, and immediately punched Kano in the face. 'Why-the-hell-were-you-punching-and-kicking-me-like-that,-asshole?' He then proceeded to punch Kano some more, then push him over and start kicking at his ribs.
'Whoa, I'm so high right now,' said Kano, giggling. He stood up, and began an effort to punch Smoke into submission.
'Nice-try,' said Smoke, 'but-you-got-me-really-pissed-back-when-you-were-attacking-me,-despite-my-inability-to-fight-back.' With that Smoke pulled out a piece of machinery, threw it at Kano and ran for his artifical life.
'Uh-oh, my parents told me never to play with fireworks.' The piece of machinery exploded, blowing up Kano.
'Well, it seems that SMOKE IS THE WINNER!'
'Oh-yeah!' said Smoke, as the firefighters ran past him and began extinguishing the huge fire in the stadium. 'Number-five-is-alive!'
No one in the crowd knew what this meant, but they cheered nonetheless. Except for the ones caught in the huge fire which ironically had spread to the Byrne Memorial Stand. They were too busy being burnt alive.
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The moral of the story: passive Smoke kills.
And a message to the owner of the blue Ford Falcon, license plate FRW91X, your headlights are on, you should probably turn them off before they drain the battery.