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From - "Unforgiven"
They walked back to Shane's house. Just as Shane turned the key in the lock of his front door, they heard sirens start to wail, at least that's what they thought it was. The sharp shrieking sound started getting louder and louder until it became unbearable. It was an agonizing sound to have to listen to, and it sounded like whoever or whatever was making it was also in agony. Fredy and Shane frowned at each other as they covered their ears. The very next moment, there was complete silence.
Shane and Fredy turned and walked down the porch stairs and onto the path that led to the front gate. They had made it halfway to the gate when they noticed that the souls of their shoes were sticking to the footpath. They gave each other puzzling looks and kept on walking, their rubber souls were starting to melt as they reached the gate. Shane touched the latch on the gate and it burnt his hand, but he felt no pain. They both heard what sounded like wind, only it had more of a rumble to it. They saw a wave of heat coming off the road, like you see on a steamy summers day, only it wasn't summer and this wave was on the move. As the burning surge of air came racing up the street towards them, they began to feel drowsy and their heads started to feel as if they weighed five times their normal weight. They felt themselves falling but not in real time, more in slow-motion. A few seconds later they blacked-out and fell to the scorching ground. Suddenly, hundreds of angels |