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We made our way down a long hallway as fluorescent lighting hanging from the ceiling illuminated Lawrence's worries face.

"If we go on foot, we'll be spotted less easily. If we take the van..." Lawrence said

"Well be spotted." Brenda finished. "Speed or stealth. I say van."

"Van." I agreed. Being on foot in the Crank filled land scared me.

"Okay. Van it is. Now shut up and keep your weapons ready to shoot at any time."

The van was right outside the door. Lawrence unlocked the door to the Crank land and cracked the door and checked the surroundings. Denver heat filled the hall. He gave a sign to say it was clear and we sprinted to the van. I kept snapping my head in every direction, positive I had seen a Crank. Crazed laughter cackled in the distance.

We climbed into the car and slammed the door behind us. The click of the locks made me feel better along with the air conditioning from the engine. We were about to speed off when there was a pop above our heads. The van shook violently. Then silence. A cough. Someone was on the roof.___________________________________________________Sorry it's a short one but I've been really busy lately so I'll try to update again soon. This weekend maybe? I don't know. We are on page 218 and we are getting closer and closer to 250. Tears! DFTBA and thanks for reading!