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Game 2 Outline |
You race over to where the policeman is standing, your thought process moving faster than your legs. "Hey!" you call out. "Hey, wait a minute!"
The policeman looks up and frowns. "Who are you?" he asks.
"I'm the head of the neighborhood watch group," you tell him, "and this is my dog, Fred. He protects all of us here on Maple Street."
"Is that so?" questions the policeman. "How come he can talk, then? He said some very disrespectful things to me, and furthermore, I suspect that he's rabid."
"How dare you say that about Fred?" you demand. "Besides, everyone knows that dogs can't talk. Maybe you need to sit down and take a load off."
The policeman reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small cannister. Lifting it, he sprays it right in your face! You are blinded by the attack, and your whole face feels as if it were on fire. That doesn't excuse you from saving Fred, though.
Written by Joey Liverwurst (edited by phaedrus)