The Metal Princess
"On the double, Smith," Sara said, "I'm so dehydrated in this heat."
"Yes, miss." Smith drove as quickly as he could, edging around the wealthy golfers in their ridiculous outfits. He skirted expertly around the greens, as he knew the whole course like the back of his hands.
But Smith didn't know, as he let his mind wander back to his old caddying days, what danger lurked.
BANG.
The golf cart rolled over and over, down the hill, with Sara and Smith screaming and yelling inside the metal cage, being banged about.
The cart skidded along the grass straight into a tall tree, where it then set on fire spectacularly, the wealthy golfers yelping in a mix of exictement and concern.
That's when it all went black.
"Yes, miss." Smith drove as quickly as he could, edging around the wealthy golfers in their ridiculous outfits. He skirted expertly around the greens, as he knew the whole course like the back of his hands.
But Smith didn't know, as he let his mind wander back to his old caddying days, what danger lurked.
BANG.
The golf cart rolled over and over, down the hill, with Sara and Smith screaming and yelling inside the metal cage, being banged about.
The cart skidded along the grass straight into a tall tree, where it then set on fire spectacularly, the wealthy golfers yelping in a mix of exictement and concern.
That's when it all went black.