Skumpy wandered around what remainded of Tranville aimlessly. His hands were trembling. He heard the wind blow through the dusty remains of the town. This place was freaky - he just wanted to wander around hear for a bit whilst Kealton, Jacob and Skraglet's team of outlaws did all the work down by the railroad. He really didn't want to get involved. Suddenly, he heard a scream in the distance. He held out his shiny silver submachine gun in front of him, pointing in the direction of the scream. His hands were shaking so much, he was surprised he didn't drop the gun.
The wind whistled through the dusty ruins of Tranville, and Skumpy heard something. He turned round and pointed his gun in the direction of the wind, he could of swore he heard something. Then the wind blew behind him, and he jumped behind him.
"Skumpy..."
Skumpy screamed - he had heard a voice in the wind. He shot his submachine gun madly, bullets scattering everywhere. He lost control of the gun, and ended up spinning around in all directions, shooting everywhere. He ran away madly, shooting everything in sight. He ran away screaming, and failed to notice the hole in the ground. He ran straight into it, and fell down it into the railway shaft.
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Just when you think that damn Paramite catcher is gone, poof, he pops up again.
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