April 15, 2009

Road Hazard

The mob must have mistaken him for someone else. What interest would they have in capturing him? They taped his mouth and manacled his wrists and ankles and threw him in a trunk after they'd sapped him. He awoke and felt the rough trunk liner against his cheek. Groggily, he considered calling his brother, but decided it wasn't necessary. As the car rode over a bumpy stretch of road, he painfully repositioned himself. It took several tries to get the tape off with his tongue. It wasn't completely clear, but off enough for him to start incanting. The first incant toughened his skin. The second shattered the steel handcuffs. The third rendered the car undriveable...

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