"YES!!! GET INSIDE NOW OR I'LL SHAKE YOU OFF AND LET TE DEMONS GET YOU!!" Marco yelled, a very commanding and authoritative tone in his voice that made people know he meant it and make tem want to listen.
"Fine, I'm coming!!" She yelled as she climbed back through the window of the truck and locked the door. "What are we going to do?" She asked as she threw the empty gun on the ground and cleaned her sword off.
The marine was pedal to the floor already and the engine roared furiously.
"Come on, let's go," he spoke quietly to the truck as he shifted gears.
"Come on, let's go," he spoke quietly to the truck as he shifted gears.
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