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The room; as Spooky remembered it, was smaller than ******** be all. Meaning, in order for him to give them any chance of survival: he'd have to break the truck. Not exactly in a bad way, but not quite in the way that any MAC Truck had been designed to do. How? Well, he was going to turn completely. All one hundred and fifty thousand percent; if that makes any sense at all. Due to this, the trailer was being quite literally molded into a new shape, very much like Play-do. Everyone inside was going to witness the incredible transformation of their safe area from a relatively straight box into a not so straight box. Imagine going from ninety degrees, to a curved and almost dangerous sixty. Luckily for everyone inside, they were near the back of the hitch so they would be pretty much safe. Physically, though their ears and well, the ears of everyone would be screaming in protest. Sparks that could start forest fires and sounds that would deafen a veteran Metal Rock band emerged from the chaos.

Along with a MAC Truck that was basically exiting one tunnel and just about to disappear into a swirling vortex of HAET.

"Oh, hi again," Angel said when she realized that she was sitting on Colin's lap again.

His lips were against hers again, but this time she didn't pull away as the emotions got suddenly higher. The fizz of a can being opened hit her ears, followed by being sprayed with beer. It actually cooled her off a bit or maybe it was because her mood was starting to calm down.

Her hand came up to Colin's neck and slide into the base of his hair, tugging it roughly so the kiss would break.

As the kiss broke she took a moment to look up as the walls of the cab started to bend from some force.

+++Dzan would brace himself for a second as he let it level out in front of him. A small smirk upon his lips as they'd hit the wall. A loud laugh would escape his lips as he would literally go superman through the portal and towards whatever it was on the other side. He was revving the chainsword the entire way.

And thus they bent around the corner and into the Palace Sewers.

Right up ahead was a big, glowing portal thingy. Now, this was the first time Ebris had seen this portal, and as a general rule of thumb, Ebris didn't like portals. They were extremely iffy things at best, usually being made of all sorts of mojo, and at worst, they were direct pathways into grod heaven.

So, it wasn't surprising that Ebris didn't want to go into that rathin' portal.

Ebris bent down closer on the roof and banged his fist on the roof.

"SPOOKY! Rathin' stop! I ain't goin' in that portal!"

No response.

Portal loomed closer, and it was now getting obvious that the truck wasn't big enough to fit through the damn thing.

Oh, and some big-a** white thing got hit and was ping ponged around the rathin' room.

More banging.

"SPOOKY! RATHIN' STOP OR I'LL BEAT YOUR a** IN!"

No response again.

Ebris began to bang really, really hard now.

"SPOOKY! THRONE-DAMNED, STOP THIS TRUCK OR - OH PIIIIISSSSSSSSSS!!!-"

And with the impact, Ebris and the vending machine went flying from the roof of the big rig and through the portal into the Forbidden Temple.

Eileen, still in the throes of the excess emotion, tilted her head a little, just enough for James' lips to tickle her ear as he quietly spoke. The panel lines still hadn't gone away, and she appeared to be ignoring the knife for now. "...restarting is automatic..." her tech-tinged voice said breathlessly.

And then the entire room seemed to scream and lurch. Freed from at least some of the lust, she screamed in terror as there was now at least a bit of room for it. The sudden deceleration of the room and the continuing of her momentum had her reaching out in panic for anything or anyone to grab a hold of...because it was entirely possible that even James wouldn't be able to hold onto her...especially with a knife clasped in one hand. There was the distinct possibility that she'd be cut up...but the motion really wasn't her choice to make.

Her hands reached out, managing to grab Angel then slipping off, her hands running along the front of Angel's body. Thankfully, the little gymnast never grew her nails out. Flying past Angel, she bumped into opaj, then tumbled over, and on until she reached a wall with a thump. She groaned, the pain of all that action finally masking out the lust for the moment. She did lick her lips though...and looked forlornly towards where James ended up. She started to crawl back towards him, lust still in her eyes, once the violent motions had finally ceased.

The same, indistinct figure would rematerialize on the other side of the semi, peering at the trailer doors. It would walk towards the portal and watch the people in the cab--those who weren't tossed into the Forbidden Temple. For now, its job was to prevent anyone else from coming through.



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"I..." James was able to say, "...see..." What did he see? Well, her point for one... and... through her soaked sweater.

He moved the knife away, folding it back under so that it wasn't pressed against her back. The ride was bumpy as hell, and he was concerned about there being any accide-



All of them seemed to skid straight backwards to the far end of the truck. The momentum was enough to send them flying, but the trailer was huge and they had plenty of room to land and skid before finally slamming together in a pile again at the other end. James held on tight to Eileen for as long as he could; both arms wrapped tightly around her and squeezing. They rolled over each other and even into the other three who had bumped into them along the way, but he still held on tight.

"...damn... is everyone okay?"

That had cooled things off a little. Even though they were all in a pile, a truck crash really tended to distract a man from the topic at hand... even though it really gets the blood pumping.


What the hell was that?

James tucked the knife away with his left hand, and pulled Eileen up with his right hand to press her lips in a firm kiss. It just seemed like the right thing to do at the time. "Excuse me for a second, my dear."

Then his left hand moved from the knife handle to the gun handle, and he drew.

BLAM!

BLAM!

BLAM!

BLAM!

One of the doors was still open. It had never been shut since they jumped in at the Water Plant. This weird, white figure that was peering in... just didn't seem like it was being friendly right now.

Then he kissed Eileen again.