Chapter Five - McNuggets, Steering Wheels, Jesus, and Dumpsters
After the long ordeal they had their food. Dustin and Joey sat on one side of the kitchen table across from Sue, and Wil sat in the passenger's seat beside Mr. Rogers to help him drive while he was trying to eat his chicken highways surrounding Monroe were empty. It was easy to maneuver the large RV in the different lanes. The inside of the RV rattled and shook over the sound of the news on the television and the various smacking sounds of everyone eating. Wil sat in the passengers seat, staring out of the windshield as he finished his fries.
"So, Roger… Would you like some help? I can help you, I'm sure having only one hand on the steering wheel is not very safe!" Fred just kept driving, ignoring Wil's , a sea of headlights appeared to the back of them.
"What is that!?" Joey yelled out as he stood up to look out of the back window.
"I'm not sure…" replied Dustin "They look like… Church vans!". As the vehicles approached they could see the words written on the side,
"Bonita's Holy Sanctuary A.M.E Zion Gospel Church."
Dustin hysterically laughed at them trough the window. "There has to be at least twelve of them!" Sue yelled. A hand quickly placed a piece of paper against the window of the van closest to the RV, in red ink the message "You need Jesus" was scrawled on the piece of paper.
Then, all of a sudden, the vans formed a V formation around the RV."What are they doing!?" Sue screamed as a van pulled up to the kitchen window. A small child wearing a Jesus mask stared in at her, and Sue screamed even louder.
"Roger! Speed up!" Wil screamed as he tried to grab the wheel."What? Neighbor! Those people are being very nice! They are keeping the traffic held back for us!" Mr. Rogers responded.
"No! They're Not!" Wil screamed back, the tension mounting inside the the formation tightened as four lanes went to three. There were vans on both sides of them. Children wearing Religious masks stared in at them through the windows.
The chase led on for a few moments, until they were led off the highway and into a ghetto-like section of town, The smooth thump of the highway was changed to the bounce of a dirt road. Along the sides of the road were dark, boarded up houses and buildings. Suddenly the road ended with a large church. "ROGER! LOOK OUT!" screamed Wil as he jumped across the dash and grabbed the Wheel, unluckily from them, he hit the cassette player which began to play "Something To Do While Your Waiting".
However, the group was once again shrouded by light... Another van joined the front of the formation. The group only had seconds to react the last thing they saw was the dark church and a crude nativity scene by the doors. There was a crunch, a scream, And everything went black. About twenty minutes later, Wil once again gained consciousness. Everyone was laying about on the floor. Sue was slumped over on the kitchen table, Dustin and Joey were both laying on the floor from the initial impact, and Mr. Rogers was knocked out cold. A figurine of black baby Jesus had crashed trough the window and knocked him out.
After about an hour, the group was back into consciousness and ready to go. Dustin successfully duct-taped the window back together, and they hit the highway again. The first major complication of the trip was over and they hadn't even gotten out of North Carolina yet. Mr. Rogers kept black baby Jesus as a souvenir.
Dustin sat down on the couch and let out a long sigh. He looked up at the red LED clock on the dashboard and read 10:17 PM. "It's been a long night," he said exhaustedly. "I suggest we go to bed so we have our energy in the morning!" He plopped down on the couch and pulled a blanket up over him. The others followed suite. Soon everyone was in their appointed sleeping location sleeping soundly. Mr. Rogers pulled into a Good Will parking lot and parked in the shadows of a large dumpster. (Goodwill couldn't aford to keep the lights running all night) He got in his disgusting, greasy pajamas and sat down in the driver's seat where he would sleep for the night.
