Ten Wildebeests in a Teacup (johnboze) wrote,
Ten Wildebeests in a Teacup

Ted stared for a moment, then dropped the cigarette on the sand. Something about physics here was fucked. Royally fucked. Something glinted at the base of the mountains in the distance. Ted focused on the spot, and it glinted again. Taking another look at the cigarette, sitting there on the desert floor in a small pile of smoke, he got back in the car. He crossed his fingers and turned the key.

The engine turned over, then caught. Thank Dog internal combustion still works, thought Ted, as he put the car in gear and started slowly lurching over the scrub and rocks, avoiding the larger boulders the best he could.
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