Exit 23

[Jarval]

Nick quickly cuffs the truckers wrist to the rail running around the shop counter before passing the pistol over to Ben. The trucker looks up sourly at his captor, but stays silent at the questions directed at him.

Mabel stands up, slightly unsteadily, and looks over when Danny speaks up. "You go ahead, honey, and pass one of them smokes here. Tonight's convinced me that givin' up was a bad move..." She lifts a small bottle of brandy over the counter and takes a sip, passing the bottle over to Ann.

 

[ErichDragon]

Ben holsters his revolver after the trucker is secured.

"Now would be a good time to tell you that you are under arrest. I never have to do this normally...."

Ben takes a moment to pull out his wallet and search for his Miranda card, finding it he recites, "You have the right to remain silet....etc., etc."

After completing the familiar phrases Ben pockets his wallet and kneels down close to the trucker, "Now let me tell you how it really is pale-face." Ben says in a whisper. "If you don't tell me exactly why you are here and what the hell that snowglobe is, I'm going to bury you up to your neck and let the wolverines and badgers fight over your eyeballs."

 

[Jarval]

The trucker's eyes widen at Ben's words, and he shuffles back against the counter.

"What harm can it do now to tell them?" He mutters to himself, before replying in a normal tone to Ben. "Ask your questions, but little good will answers do you. I'm the only one here who will see the dawn."

 

[Sixchan]

Nick frowns. "Alright. First Question: Why are you the only one who'll see the dawn?"

 

[Jarval]

"I think you have met the demon outside, yes?" The trucker smiles confidently. "My friend will kill you all, one by one. With the dawn I will be here, and you will all be frozen corpses."

 

[Sixchan]

Nick narrows his eyes at the trucker. "Unless we use you as bait. Or just a human shield." He takes a step towards the Trucker. "Now...tell us about the 'demon'."

 

[ErichDragon]

Ben relaxes his stance and tries to look casually menacing while the others ask questions.

 

[loxmyth]

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Daunte interjects, raising his hands palms outward in disbelief. "Demons? What's this guy talking about? Demons?" He steals a glance at the trucker, but reverts his furtive gaze to Ben and Nick. "So you're telling me this ain't over? This guy's got a partner out there, who's just going to magically come in and slaughter us all?" He pauses to look out the windows into the swirlling cold whiteness beyond. "Well, he's full of it. If there's someone out there, he's got frostbite by now. And why hasn't he killed us all by now, if that's the case? Nope, no one's coming." But Daunte's voice contained a manic touch, as if the edges of his nerves were being frayed away by this experience and he was trying to convince himself that his words rang true to keep his wits.

 

[Jarval]

"Bait? A shield?" The trucker laughs at these words. "Why should the creature attack me, when my master freed it? Why should it attack me, when I know the way for it to return to its home. No, I am as safe with it as you would be with your own dog."

"And you." He adds to Daunte, sneering. "You know nothing of the true reality of the world, only what your government lets you know. It's people like him," He nods his head towards the unconscious Mr Riley. "who keep your eyes closed."

 

[ErichDragon]

The trucker's comments intrigue Ben. He nonchalantly moves over to the unconcsious Mr. Riley and searches for some identification.