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They can smell fear...

As you get in your car, ready to head to the plant, you hear loud speackers go off. Whats more you here Sweets voice, "ATTENTION ALL, ATTENTION ALL, BE ON THE LOOKOUT FOR THE WOLF KNOWN AS COOKIE WOLF. THE WOLF WHO WISHES TO DISCONTINUE THE CHOCOLATE CHIP CLASSIC!" That is all you need, now everyone will be on your tail. No sooner then you think that, then you feel a heavy thud on the back of your car. Looking back, you see a heavily obese rat plastered to the back window, glaring at you with evil intent. You quickly start the car, then lock the doors as the rat charges the handle. You pull out quickly, dragging the rat a few feet before he lets go. You pull out just in time, just before the spa doors burst open, and a good fifty heavily laden people run out, screaming for your blood.

Close call, you think, looking back momentarily at the mob. When you look forward though, you are forced to slam on the breaks, as another obese protestor places himself in from of the path of your car. You turn the wheels furiously, skidding to one side, barely avoiding hitting him.Putting on speed once more, you keep your eye out of more of the suicidal cookie nuts. This was going to be harder then you thought, you have to get to the plant quickly, or it will be swariming with these protestors.

In order to get to the plant, you have to cross through the shopping district. At first all seems fine, the people don't seem to be so inclined to throw themselves in front or a car going a good 45 miles. Suddenly though, a blue mini van swerves into your path. As you put on your breaks, you slam headlong into it, causing the airbags to go off in your car. As your senses return, you hear the roar or shouting, and see more obese protestors surrounding your vehicle, banging on the sides angerly. 'Yeah, like that's going to get me to come out' you think. Suddenly, you feel the car lurch, and you see protestors gathering on the right side of the car. The car lurches again, as protestors lift on the side, finally lending the car tipping over, and landing on its back, sending you sprawling within as windows shatter. You have little time to catch your bearings, as bloated paws start fishing through the front windows, grasping for you. You move to the center of the vehicle, thankful that the small openings are much to crapped for the expanded waistlines of the mob. As you think that, though, you suddenly hear the straining of metal. There is a loud crunch, and the metal frames of the car bend, causing the bottom, now the top, of the vehicle to sink lower. Another crunch tells you what is going on. Some of the protestors are jumping on the top of the car, the're trying to crush you! Frantically, your start crawing towards the back of the vehicle as the ceiling gets lower, crawling out of the back window moments before the entire thing bends down, flattening the car. You have no time to celebrate your escape from death, as the protestors catch sight of you. Quickly you dash off on your own to legs, while the mob lumbers behind. For the first time, your thankful their all overweight and out of shape. However, you see in front of you a line of protestors blocking your way, and with the ones behind you slowly closing in, you'll soon be trapped. Quickly, you dash into the closest door, slamming it behind you. You turn to see that your in the store from earlier, though the line of furs is missing, probebly out hunting you. You run through the store the store, ducking into one of the isles just as the doors crash open. You run for the back, entering the employees only section. You have to hide, quick, and somewhere where these guys won't look. You spot an over ful box of broccoli, and quickly dive in, burying yourself in the greenery, hopefully the last place anyone would look for a person in charge of a cookie corperation, but how long will it be effective, and how will you escape the mob?


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