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Sorry about there are no indents on the story, but i use Microsoft Word and it is set to auto indent which doesn't carry over on copy and paste.
Next few pages will be put up within a week or two.
Last note: I hope the story ok with *Expletive and Deleted* covering all swearing.

"Woohoo! Spring Break. Man, this week will be great, man,” my friend Dylan said while giving me a high five. “Nine days off at great cabin with my sweet heart and my four best friends.”
“Yeah, should be great getting away for a while,” I said. “Speaking of which, where is the guy who got the cabin for us?”
“I don’t know. He said he would meet us here after classes got out,” Rebecca, the cabin owner’s nephew’s girlfriend, said as she looked around for him.
“There he is.” Kathrynne pointed her finger at a figure growing in size.
T.C. Walked towards the group obviously frustrated.
“What’s wrong Taylor?” I shouted towards him when he got within an earshot of us.
“I just got a call from the doctor’s. I forgot I had an appointment Sunday,” he shouted back.
“So just blow it off, T.C., after all, you are the one that got us the cabin for the week,” his girlfriend suggested.
“Wish I could, but I can’t, Sweetie. I’ll be up there sometime Monday.”
“But, dude, how are we supposed to get up there if you’re not going with us?” Dylan inquired.
“Don’t worry, I’ll just tell Matt here how to get up there,” T.C. said as he gave me a quick pat on the back.
“Great, with your ability to give directions, you’ll beat us there,” I said
“Yeah, yeah, it can be a bit confusing up there, so pay attention while driven’ up there.”
“It’s a shame you will miss tomorrow and Sunday, but at least you’ll be there for the rest of the week,” Nicole , my own lady friend, said before adding, “We should probably hurry up and go if we want to get there before it gets too dark to find the place.”
“She’s right, let’s go guys,” I said to the group. “And thanks again for getting the cabin for us, oh and see ya Monday,” I said after he gave me the directions to his uncle’s cabin.

We stopped by each persons house for them to get there stuff and then we all piled into the rented Station Wagon and headed for the cabin for the week. It was a boring four and a half hour drive up there, but that of course includes the half hour search for the place when we got there.
By the time we got there it was past 11, so we talked for a little while and then headed to bed.
D a y – T w o
Saturday was uneventful, some fishing, hanging out, and then heading to bed.
I heard a knock at the door. I thought about getting up and getting the door, but I figured whoever was knocking would go away after a minute. I repositioned myself to fall back to sleep when I heard some faint talking from Dylan and Kathrynne’s room. A moment later I heard Dylan’s footsteps scurrying pass my own door.
I got up and started walking towards the door when Nicole craned her head from her pillow and said, “Just let Dylan handle it, probably just some psycho-ax murderer anyways.”
“Worse, a lost idiot wanting directions at midnight, I’ll be back in a minute.” I got through the doorway from my bedroom just as Dylan opened the door to a shady figure standing in the rain with a large overcoat on.
The sound of me shutting the door caused Dylan to look back at me. My gaze fell upon the man as he started raising his hand. When I saw something shining in his hand I yelled to Dylan, “Shut the door!” I started towards the door as I finished my words.
Dylan grabbed the door as he spun around to look at the stranger. He yelped as he simultaneously started closing the door when he saw the man’s hand lunging for his torso.
A loud thump could be heard just before the door closed. “Holy *Expletive and Deleted*” Dylan said backing away from the door, obviously shaken.
“Come on! We’ve got to bar the doors! I’ve got this one. Get something to keep him from getting in through the back.” I yelled to Dylan as I slammed into the door fidgeting with lock. “Now, Dylan, hurry!”
It still took him a second to absorb what I had just told him, but he finally started nodding his head and softly said, “Yeah, ok.”
Just after he ran by the rooms, Nicole and Kathrynne popped out from there slumber to see what all of the ruckus was coming from. Kathrynne was the first to get any words out, “What the bloody *Expletive and Deleted* is going on out here?!?”
“Somebody just tried to kill Dylan,” I moaned out as I heaved the Hutch in front of the door to block any entrance.
“You’re *Expletive and Deleted*ting, Matt, please tell me you’re not serious,” Kathrynne said as she stepped out of the room.
“Unfortunately, he *Expletive and Deleted*s you not, baby,” Dylan said as he shuffled pass Kathrynne. “Ok, he’s not getting in through back. What’s next?”
“We need to make sure… Where’s Rebecca?” I said looking at the three.

In a post-apocalyptic world where the western hemisphere is ruled by the iron fist of the Toys 4 Us Company, only one man will have the ball bearings (rides a mechanical ostrich) to stop them.

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