Last Saturday night; a young chap was walking home from a club. It was
a
>cold, wet, windy evening, and he was tired and freezing. Most of the
>streetlights in the area were broken, and the silence was only broken
by
>the
>occasional sound of a stray cat sifting through a dustbin. Then
suddenly he
>heard a strange noise.......
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>Startled by this, he turned, and to his amazement, through the driving
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>he saw the faint outline of a large box turning into his road.
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>He froze to the spot, he couldn't believe his eyes, as the box
approached
>from the shadows, he was able to make out its shape more clearly....It
was
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>coffin.
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>Not wanting anything to do with this, he put his head down and started
>walking briskly home.
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>He could feel the coffin gaining on him, he started walking
faster.........
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>The coffin was closing with his every step, he started to jog, but he
heard
>the coffin speed up after him......
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>He started to sprint, but so did the coffin .
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>Eventually he made it to his front door, but he knew the coffin was
only
>seconds behind. Fumbling around in his pocket, he pulled out his keys,
His
>hand trembling, he managed to open the lock, he dived inside slamming
the
>front door behind him. He shot into his front room, and lumped into his
>comfy chair.
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>Suddenly there was a loud crash, as the coffin smashed its way through
the
>front door. The force of the impact broke the lock off the coffin
allowing
>the lid to swing freely on its rusty hinges as it continued its
chase.....
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>BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...
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>In horror the young lad fled again, as fast as his shaking legs could
take
>him he bolted upstairs to the bathroom and locked the door........
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>BUMP...SCREECH...HOP...BUMP...SCREECH...HOP...
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>The coffin again gave chase up the stairs, across the landing and
launched
>itself at the bathroom door. With an almighty smash, the bathroom door
flew
>off its hinges....
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>The coffin stood in the doorway, then started to approach the young
>terrified lad.
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>BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...
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>In a last ditch attempt to save his skin, he reached for his bathroom
>cabinet......
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>He grabbed a bar of Imperial Leather soap and threw it at the
>coffin.......still it came .
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>BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...
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>He grabbed his can of Lynx deodorant and threw it .....
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>Still it came......
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>BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...
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>He grabbed his first aid kit and threw it .still it came......
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>BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...
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>He grabbed some Benelyn cough mixture and threw it......
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>The coffin stopped.
a
>cold, wet, windy evening, and he was tired and freezing. Most of the
>streetlights in the area were broken, and the silence was only broken
by
>the
>occasional sound of a stray cat sifting through a dustbin. Then
suddenly he
>heard a strange noise.......
>
>BUMP........
>
>
>
>BUMP........
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>
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>BUMP........
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>Startled by this, he turned, and to his amazement, through the driving
>rain,
>he saw the faint outline of a large box turning into his road.
>
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>
>
>
>
>
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>
>BUMP........
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>BUMP........
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>BUMP........
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>He froze to the spot, he couldn't believe his eyes, as the box
approached
>from the shadows, he was able to make out its shape more clearly....It
was
>a
>coffin.
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>Not wanting anything to do with this, he put his head down and started
>walking briskly home.
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
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>
>BUMP........
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>BUMP........
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>BUMP........
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>He could feel the coffin gaining on him, he started walking
faster.........
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>BUMP........BUMP......
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>BUMP........BUMP.....
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>BUMP........BUMP......
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>The coffin was closing with his every step, he started to jog, but he
heard
>the coffin speed up after him......
>
>
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>BUMP........BUMP......BUMP......
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>BUMP........BUMP......BUMP......
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>BUMP........BUMP......BUMP......
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>He started to sprint, but so did the coffin .
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>
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>BUMP...BUMP...BUMP...BUMP.
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>BUMP...BUMP...BUMP...BUMP.....
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>BUMP...BUMP...BUMP...BUMP.
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>Eventually he made it to his front door, but he knew the coffin was
only
>seconds behind. Fumbling around in his pocket, he pulled out his keys,
His
>hand trembling, he managed to open the lock, he dived inside slamming
the
>front door behind him. He shot into his front room, and lumped into his
>comfy chair.
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>Suddenly there was a loud crash, as the coffin smashed its way through
the
>front door. The force of the impact broke the lock off the coffin
allowing
>the lid to swing freely on its rusty hinges as it continued its
chase.....
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...
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>BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...
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>BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...
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>BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...
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>In horror the young lad fled again, as fast as his shaking legs could
take
>him he bolted upstairs to the bathroom and locked the door........
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>BUMP...SCREECH...HOP...BUMP...SCREECH...HOP...
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>
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>BUMP...SCREECH...HOP...BUMP...SCREECH...HOP...
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>BUMP...SCREECH...HOP...BUMP...SCREECH...HOP...
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>The coffin again gave chase up the stairs, across the landing and
launched
>itself at the bathroom door. With an almighty smash, the bathroom door
flew
>off its hinges....
>
>The coffin stood in the doorway, then started to approach the young
>terrified lad.
>
>
>
>
>BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...
>
>
>
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>BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...
>
>
>
>
>In a last ditch attempt to save his skin, he reached for his bathroom
>cabinet......
>
>He grabbed a bar of Imperial Leather soap and threw it at the
>coffin.......still it came .
>
>
>
>BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...
>
>
>
>
>
>
>He grabbed his can of Lynx deodorant and threw it .....
>
>Still it came......
>
>
>
>
>
>BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...
>
>
>
>
>
>
>He grabbed his first aid kit and threw it .still it came......
>
>
>
>
>BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...
>
>
>He grabbed some Benelyn cough mixture and threw it......
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>The coffin stopped.
