Stal

[Elliottinoss]

The bitterly cold winters night air swept in through the car, extinguishing the cigar Ted had only recently lit. With much frustration and a long pause, Ted relit the cigar and pulled up the window, blocking the air from getting at him. Ted looked at Jim and puffed his cigar. They nodded and then both turned to look at the man in the backseat. Nic had his hat pulled down over his eyes. Ted puffed on his cigar once more, blowing it into Nic's face awakening him. Ted nodded, signalling Nic to gather his senses and belongings and prepare to move.

Jim turned the keys in the ignition, the car roared with life and began to drive out of the alley it had been parked in, they pulled out of the alley and onto the road and began to cruise downtown to the saloon. Nic looked down at his watch, ten to midnight, he turned his head to the window as the rain poured down the side of the car. Jim lifelessly turned the wipers on to clear his vision and they continued on.

They had reached downtown, this place was always bustling with people, but not this night.. Some people were on street corners talking to each other, but the main attraction was the saloon. A crowd of people gathered at the side of the saloon where the rubbish bins were. Jim parked the car opposite the building and the three men watched, concentrated on the event. Some people were running away but most of them stayed. In between people in the crowd two men were seen standing pushing each other they were both arguing over something, but why the large crowd... Ted looked conspicuously at his surroundings. To the left was a bus stop with no one in it, directly in front was the saloon and to his right was a road leading down to some houses. Not much ever goes on around here. But something was not right. Something was happening. Something big. Ted opened the door to the car on his side. Before he could walk out, Jim and Nic both grabbed him forcing him to sit and close the door. Jim put a finger over his lip and made a 'hush' sound. Some people in the crowd looked toward the parked car and then walked off towards the houses. At this moment Jim looked in his side view mirror as a two headlights came speeding towards them both. Fortunately the car was never turned off and Jim threw all of his weight onto the gas pedal and the car was just going in one spot. The handbrake. Jim reached for it but before he could get to it, the vehicle slammed into the back of the car and spun them around. The crowd now mobbed towards the car. The three men; Nic, Ted and Jim bolted open the car doors and jumped out. Out of the vehicle stepped two smartly dressed gentlemen. One had his hand behind his backing holding on to something, the other was just standing still. Nic reached his hang into his pocket and grasped his revolver. The one gentleman tugged on the object he was also grasping and pulled it to the side of him. It was a letter. Nic let go of his revolver and looked at the gentleman. He nodded and took the letter. Nic then turned to face Jim and Ted who were shooing the crowd. They all got back into their car and sighed.

[TimmyTopHat]

Making stories based on the discs found in game? *nod of approval*

[pyrusbrawler30]

very well written, but im sorry, found it hard to take seriously while listening to this: