[CoC] Sick-n-Twisted (Fresh Meat)

[bruin]

OOC: *adding small parking lot prop*

"Yeah, do that. I don't think he's out of the car yet. I'm assuming he's gonna go into the church, but there's too many cars in that parking lot for a burnt-out empty church. I bet some people around here just use that lot as if it were residential parking. He might be going into one of those houses instead. Better make another pass until we're sure where he's going."

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[doghead]

We need to get out of sight. If the gimp suspects that we are following, then he will be watching the street. If he doesn't, then he's not likely to be pulling a stunt.

Bruder turns into the next side street and pulls a U-turn once they are a little way down the road, switching off the headlights as he does so (driving lights are still on). Facing back the way they came, he pulls the car over to the curve, still out of sight of the church, and turns off the light completely. The end of the street is a blurry outline about 100 meters down the road.

With the adrenalin rush subsiding, Bruder suddenly feels weary. What are we doing? This is mental! It all seemed seemed to make sence at the time but ... We should just walk away. I don't need this sort of hassle. ... Yet something weird did happen in the bar. Maybe we ought to start with Jack and the mail. And my mum. ...

"Let's think this through. If we are going to call the police, we need to keep our distance. I don't want the truck connected to this, and they may fan out to do a house to house, or even throw up a cordon. I'm not so sure that this is a good idea now. Perhaps we ought to backtrack and check out the mail and Jack."

OOC: I think we ought to leave the number of cars in the driveway up to Kuro.

 

[bruin]

"Hey it's your show, I'm just along for the ride." After a second, he added: "Questioning Jack back at the bar is an excellent idea, no doubt essential to this mystery," in serious tone but visualizing in his mind a nice frothy mug of beer, "let's make it back there with all due haste!"

 

[doghead]

"... essential to this mystery ..." Bruder repeats, giving Jim a curious look. He sits tapping out a tatoo on the wheel. Am I bottling, or playing smart? I don't know any more ...

"OK, lets get out of here." Bruder switches on the lights and pulls out. At the end of the street he turns back down the way they came. "One last look? See if the car is still there."

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[kuroshidaku]

As Bruder drives past the church for the last time, the car stops. There's no chugging, no screaching, it just stops, going from 30 to 0 instantly. The dude's car is still there, along with all the others. No-one has come out of the church.

 

[doghead]

OOC: Jee, didn't see anything like that coming

 

[bruin]

OOC: I get the sense that we're supposed to investigate around here now

Jim feels the car stopping fast, but doesn't realize that there's anything odd in the way it stopped yet. "Man, Bruder, what are you stopping for, that freak might see us if we're exposed like this!"

 

[doghead]

"F**k!"

Bruder clutches in, shifts the car down into first gear, revs the engine and releases the clutch. Nothing happens. He tries again. And once more for good luck. Still nothing. Absolutely nothing. He shifts the car back into neutral.

He turns to Jim and shrugs. "It wasn't me," he replies. "I think that the gimp knows we're here. How about a change of plan?"

Without waiting for a reply Bruder opens his door and steps out of the car. Then he hits the horn. A long blast.

"Hey you, gimp!", he yells across the roof at the church. "At least let me pull the car off the road!"

He begins to beat a short tatoo on the horn.

"Oi, I'm talking to you!"

 

[bruin]

Jim gapes at Bruder.

"Shh! Cut out that racket! What, does the gimp have a magic mind-ray of automobile death or something? You probably just ran out of gas!"

Christ, Jim thought, the game is up now. Wtf is up with the truck? And I've gotta cool Bruder down somehow.

He looks in the direction of the church, half-expecting to see a horde of evil minions swarming the truck.

OOC: Doghead you are hilarious!

 

[doghead]

"Shh! Cut out that racket! What, does the gimp have a magic mind-ray of automobile death or something? You probably just ran out of gas!"

Bruder ducks his head back into the cab. "I didn't stop the car. I didn't run out of gas. But I am sick of all this weird sh*t. Sick of the the Gimp playing us. Sick of being ... well, you know, not quite myself. I wanna know what's going on."

Straightening up, Bruder checks the church again.

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