Road Trip
You hide in the first place you see: the empty dryer. Fargo stomps up the stairs.
“Alright, where is he, you treacherous little whore?!” he screams at Rosa.
“He ain’t nowhere Paw! He jumped out the window and ran off into the night!”
Fargo proclaims, “Well if that’s the case I will hunt him down and torture him for three days in the most depraved and mortifying ways! Then I will Behead him slowly with a butter knife and keep his Yankee head as a trophy on my mantlepiece!”
You involuntarily let out a yelp at this prospect. The room outside the dryer goes silent.
“I’ve got a better idea,”
Suddenly the dryer starts spinning. You try to punch the door open but there’s something blocking you from opening it. The dryer spins faster and faster and it gets hotter and hotter until you pass out and die from the heatstroke and massive burns.
The next night, Fargo’s family holds a barbeque for the town.
“Alright, where is he, you treacherous little whore?!” he screams at Rosa.
“He ain’t nowhere Paw! He jumped out the window and ran off into the night!”
Fargo proclaims, “Well if that’s the case I will hunt him down and torture him for three days in the most depraved and mortifying ways! Then I will Behead him slowly with a butter knife and keep his Yankee head as a trophy on my mantlepiece!”
You involuntarily let out a yelp at this prospect. The room outside the dryer goes silent.
“I’ve got a better idea,”
Suddenly the dryer starts spinning. You try to punch the door open but there’s something blocking you from opening it. The dryer spins faster and faster and it gets hotter and hotter until you pass out and die from the heatstroke and massive burns.
The next night, Fargo’s family holds a barbeque for the town.
