a few hours back,and about 20 minutes after Magatons demise,We see a purple cadilac herse with a cracked leather roof and a skull skewered to the grill with one side of the jaw snapped off driveing slowly down the alley, its dim headlights barley cutting a hole thought the pitch black air. He comes to a clearing with a burning train and a squished 67' Corvette.Just then a dirty swat truck(
http://www.team-bhp.com/forum/attachments/international-automotive-scene/89597d1...)drives slowly around Shadow,as if stalking his pray.
Carl: Wiat for it,wiat for it...NOW!
Out-law turbos into Shadow's rustbucket and his tire gets pushed in as well as his grimme old bumper.Shadow starts to skid as out-law pushes him,and opens fire. Shadows window comes down, and fires a, whats seemed to be a lightingbolt,which dents and melts the hood of the Swat truck.
Mortimer: (ghostly) A cop has no biusness here!
Carl: Well my biusness isn't with
you!
Carl: (sad)Sorry...it has to end.
Out-law fires several rapid-missles each blowing small holes in Shadows crumbling body,one missle hits and ignites his crusty leather roof. One final missle hits Shadows gas-tank, exploding upward. out of the burning roof,A flaming coffin flyes up and lands on the ground,shattering with a flaming corpse on the ground.Mortimers ghost drifts over
Mortimer:Nooo! I needed to stay with my body to move around,and my car is destroyed! What shall become of me now?
Mortimers spectre fades away into blackness
:At Calypso's safehouse
Calypso:There you go my friend,free at last.
Calypso picks up a locket of him as a child,next to a tall brite looking man.
END
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