Trailer Park

As we all know, trailer parks are the worst places on earth, so your rickshaw puller drops you off a few blocks from the entrance. As you approach, you hear some skittering going on in the shadows, but can’t quite make out what it is. You continue into the park, and are soon surrounded by a circle of ten-year-old trailer park gang members, each and every one of them clad in sleeveless flannel shirts. They all have beards, and obviously, mullets. Using some sort of mystical trailer park magic, they overpower you and run you over with their scooters until you die. And since it’s a trailer park, no one even notices a dead guy laying in the middle of the street, so your body stays there until it decomposes and the wind sweeps it away, off into the ether.

Start again and find out where it all went wrong.

Advertisements
  1. No comments yet.
  1. No trackbacks yet.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: