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Wrong place, wrong time (22)
Josée and I are city folks.
We see Wild Life at the zoo.
Bored with the usual of
Sunday brunch at La Crêpe Dorée
We decided to plan on a hike in the woods
Something we'd never done before
We planned everything
Went to a sports equipment store
Bought the best from clothes to shoes
Planned as best we could using Google Maps
Early on the next Saturday we were set to go.
Backpacks, walking sticks and all.
We took the bus, exited two hours later and started walking
It was a lovely day - at first
Then whitish clouds turned to pale grey
Then to ever darker ones
There was hardly time for us to put on our rain gear
The sky valves burst open
Luckily we spotted a cabin not far off and decided to run for it
I knocked on the door, got no answer
Tried the handle and the door opened
As we entered we noticed the table set for two,
The plates filled with delicious smelling chili-con-carne
But there seemed to be nobody around
No sign of life
But of death
As I noticed the cut-off head on the stove
And I puked all over the chili
As Josée screamed and fainted.
We see Wild Life at the zoo.
Bored with the usual of
Sunday brunch at La Crêpe Dorée
We decided to plan on a hike in the woods
Something we'd never done before
We planned everything
Went to a sports equipment store
Bought the best from clothes to shoes
Planned as best we could using Google Maps
Early on the next Saturday we were set to go.
Backpacks, walking sticks and all.
We took the bus, exited two hours later and started walking
It was a lovely day - at first
Then whitish clouds turned to pale grey
Then to ever darker ones
There was hardly time for us to put on our rain gear
The sky valves burst open
Luckily we spotted a cabin not far off and decided to run for it
I knocked on the door, got no answer
Tried the handle and the door opened
As we entered we noticed the table set for two,
The plates filled with delicious smelling chili-con-carne
But there seemed to be nobody around
No sign of life
But of death
As I noticed the cut-off head on the stove
And I puked all over the chili
As Josée screamed and fainted.
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