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<blockquote data-quote="Yellow Sign" data-source="post: 883885" data-attributes="member: 5619">The policemen back up slightly and then drop their pistols into the pit. &quot;Don't hurt her! We dropped our guns.&quot; The negro then says &quot;Come along then.&quot; and he begins to drag Evelyn down the corridor and up the stairs. Evelyn is able to slip her hand into her purse and grab hold of her gun but unless she realy twists in the man's grasp she will have a hard time getting a clean shot off. Coming out into the shop. The man yells out at the policemen there. &quot;I'm walking out and none of ya better gets in my way or the lady gets a new grin.&quot; He presses the edge of the machete against Evelyn throat to heighten his threat. Out in the street, Lt. Poole and the other are shocked to see the nergo emerge from the alley with the lady reporter in his grasp. Upon seeing the group, the negro yells. &quot;You bastards! You think you won? The only thing ya won is a slow death. Just ya wait! The God of the Bloody Tongue will feast! The Black Wind will come and all ya'lls cities will be ground ta dust. The Son will rip forth from his mother's womb and call the Others down. The sea's will boil and the earth rip open. Yall will neva sleep soundly with out the thought of ones of us sneakin in ya room and ripping ya guts out.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Yellow Sign, post: 883885, member: 5619"] The policemen back up slightly and then drop their pistols into the pit. "Don't hurt her! We dropped our guns." The negro then says "Come along then." and he begins to drag Evelyn down the corridor and up the stairs. Evelyn is able to slip her hand into her purse and grab hold of her gun but unless she realy twists in the man's grasp she will have a hard time getting a clean shot off. Coming out into the shop. The man yells out at the policemen there. "I'm walking out and none of ya better gets in my way or the lady gets a new grin." He presses the edge of the machete against Evelyn throat to heighten his threat. Out in the street, Lt. Poole and the other are shocked to see the nergo emerge from the alley with the lady reporter in his grasp. Upon seeing the group, the negro yells. "You bastards! You think you won? The only thing ya won is a slow death. Just ya wait! The God of the Bloody Tongue will feast! The Black Wind will come and all ya'lls cities will be ground ta dust. The Son will rip forth from his mother's womb and call the Others down. The sea's will boil and the earth rip open. Yall will neva sleep soundly with out the thought of ones of us sneakin in ya room and ripping ya guts out." [/QUOTE]

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