The Bag On Line Adventures
Rewritten by Neth
All rights reserved by Coheed and Cambria
Chapter Three: Devil in Jersey City
Maria and Matthew race to his van, first down the steps of his apartment, out the door, off the porch, then into the driveway. Maria, the nimble one, beats Matthew and looks at him. She grins and he hands over the keys. They both enter, and Maria starts the van and backs out onto the old road. Slowly, the van begins to make it's way to Chicago. They drive for a few miles before entering onto the speedway through the back lanes of broken down Jersey City.
The silence was too much for Matthew to bare, so he began a conversation. "Maria, how long do you think it will take to get to your parents?" Maria looked at the speedometer which read, "256 mph". She replied, "That depends on how many stops and side trips we take on the way." She smiled and rubbed her right hand on his leg. Matthew laughed, "You dirty girl" he responded.
A car suddenly pulled out in front of the van and Maria hit the brakes. Matthew held onto his seat, while Maria held onto the wheel for dead life. They slowed down dramatically and Matthew saw a sign out his side window. It said, "Devil's Jersey". He wasn't sure of it, and said. "Maria, are you ok?" They were both breathing in deep heavy breathes to calm down. he panted a bit more before saying back, "Ya, what an asshole." Matthew nodded and continued the conversation as they drove down the speedway.
"What does Devil's Jersey mean?" Maria looked confused, "I have no idea, where did you see that?" Matthew pointed back, and said, "On that road sign back there, it looked like a city limit sign or something." They both stopped the heavy breathing. "Maybe we should just drive straight through, Maria, no stops." She nodded back, and they both stopped talking for a long while.
Claudio was sitting on the couch in the living room, thinking about what was soon to be done. He looked just above the tv at the clock. It was just after 10:30, and he said aloud, "Josephine, won't you follow me home?" His eyes darkened to black, and he tensed up. The doorbell rang and he got up to answer it in the most evil of ways. He burst open the door and there stood a frightened Josephine. He grabbed here throat and drug her into the house. "Josephine, will you fuck me back home!" He then conmenced raping her.
Back on the road Maria and Matthew were driving through one of the worst parts of the city. Buildings were crumbling away, and some where even fallen over. They were both reluctant to continue, but it would be easier to just drive through as soon as they could. Matthew gazed out his window and saw cars with no wheels on sinter blocks. They were rusted over and spray painted, nothing like his home town.
"Do you think there are any gangs around here, Maria?" At that time the front left tire exploding, sending the van into a spin. After a few seconds of screaming and spinning, the van stopped and they both sat there, again panting. The first thing that came out of Maria's mouth was, "Holy shit!". She got out of the car to inspect the van. Matthew followed her.
He walked to the side of the van where Maria was standing. He looked down at the tire and agreed with her earlier statement. "What in the hell! How does a brand new tire just blow out like that?" Maria looked around and noticed that there was movement in the background of old, broken buildings.
She grabbed his shoulder while he looked at the tire. "Matthew, maybe we should get back in the van." An arm then rapped about Maria's face and through her to the ground, Matthew stood up and was punched in the face. He looked at Maria, she was unconscience. He felt like he was about to pass out. He looked back up at the person who hit him. There were around 10 now. They proclaimed, "Welcome to the Devil's Jersey."