A 12 hour relay disaster
Mrs Mills's jaw gaped open and her eyes rolled skyward, she went to move but her feet just stayed glued to the floor. Everyone looked up to see the hurling tornado come at us. As soon as we finished blinking Steffanie farted and created a 9.2 magnitude earthquake. The growling sound of the ground breaking open and creating a crack right through the field. I see people falling and yelling right down the 37 meter crack. A gang of motorcyclists circled our field with machine guns and pitbulls, they stared us down. They shoot us and continued shooting until we were all downand surrounded in our own blood.
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