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Trapped

By: poliocer

"I'm dead. Oh my god! I am dead!" Suzy cries, sitting up beside her dead, frozen body.

"No duh, Sherlock!" Her older brother, Nathan, retorts with a cold tone. They both rise up to inspect their surroundings. They were on a road in the middle of nowhere. If anything happened, nobody would of known.

"This wouldn't have happened if you refilled the gas tank!" Suzy says, walking toward the car and placing her hand on the shards of glass.

"Well, I guess we're dead. It's my entire fault now, isn't it?" Nathan says.

"Yes it is. I could have been home studying with Tiffany but no, I was stuck coming with you to some lame party."

"Says the nerd," Nathan throws at Suzy, now crouching against her cold body.

"Tell me why we died, Nathaniel," Suzy says, "for clarification."

Nathan really doesn't know why or how they died, just that he caused it. "I… I… I really don't know why we died, but we're dead." He places a hand on her lifeless cheek and smiles. "At least it wasn't a painful death."

This makes Suzy furious. "It wasn't a painful death? How's the feeling that we are both DEAD?"

"Actually, I pretty much escaped the torture of school, so I guess my death was a win-win situation."

Suzy walks over to him and slaps him upside the head. "You are a lazy bum! You only care about yourself, don't you? How do you possibly think I feel?"

Nathan gets up and pats her on the head. "Silly silly Suzy, it's not fair that you miss the prom tomorrow, is it?" He notices her face getting red hot. "At least we aren't freezing cold anymore, or hungry." The chances of them surviving were nothing compared to the chances of them winning the lottery.

"You know what, Nathan? I am sick and tired of you attempting to look on the bright side! We just died! I am going to miss my last prom ever! You are too! So I guess everyone is just happy now, aren't they? Nothing like their class president being DEAD," Suzy is fuming as she paces back and forth.

"Calm down, psycho!" Nathan starts to laugh.

"What's so funny? Is it the fact that we died? How do you think our parents feel?" Suzy remembers something about what she just said. "Oh my gosh, Nathan! Mom and Dad are going to freak out when they hear," she looks over to see him, standing on the edge of the road. He seems to be peering down the street they stopped on. "Nathan? What are you looking at?"

"I think I see someone coming!" He says. Suddenly, Suzy's dead heart starts beating rather quickly. All of a sudden, they see a beaming, white flash of smoke. Out of nowhere, appears an old man. He is dressed in a red and white plaid shirt with jean overalls over top. His straw hat lay over short and grey hair. Nathan looks down to see his feet. They are bare. All the old man is carrying is a cane. It looks to be made out of cherry wood.

"Who are you?" Suzy asks, taking a step forward towards the man because of her curiosity. The man steps back and only gestures for them to follow him. Nathan knows that this is the better opportunity to follow him, opposed to staying here with his dead-beat truck. "So I guess we follow him," she says with a nervous look on her face.

I hope you guys like it! Please review! If you have any suggestions (This story isn't finished...) you can share them with me in a private message. This is based on my very odd imagination. Nothing is based off on anyone's fiction. I am not the best writer, I know. I just wanted to share a very cool idea I had.

I HOPE YOU ENJOYED! :D

~poliocer!~