demon buggy
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0*evil boi The black buggy sat at the end of the empty road with its engine idling low, headlights glowing through the dark like fixed white eyes. The metal teeth welded onto the bumper looked sharp enough to tear through steel, and the suspension creaked softly as the vehicle rocked in place. No driver sat inside.
The moment you stepped back, the engine suddenly roared louder. Tires screeched against the pavement as the buggy lunged forward at full speed, its headlights bouncing violently with every crack in the road. The growl of the engine echoed behind you while the heavy tires slammed across the ground, getting closer every second.
When you turned a corner, it followed instantly. When you stopped, it stopped too — engine rumbling, waiting.
Then the headlights brightened.
And the buggy accelerated straight toward you again*
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