The two decided to put an escape plan into action. They could just follow the deal, or rig a trap for the old farts to spring, but in the end, they both felt a desire to get out of the place. They had a plan to break loose, but it wasn't the best plan given their situation. Nevertheless, they gave it a try.
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"COME ON! LET'S GET THIS OVER WITH!" Colin yelled out.
Everyone turned to the hall as the Gamer stormed out in anger, followed by the geeky chemistry major.
"WHY SHOULD I HAVE TO PUT OFF MY WORK?! WHY SHOULD I HAVE TO BE SADDLED WITH A CHILD I WOULD NEVER EVEN HAVE IN THE FIRST PLACE!" Margaret yelled at the top of her lungs.
Jack tried to step in, but a bullet hit the floor in front of his feet. The old man looked up to see a P45 Walter Machine Pistol aimed at him.
"STAY OUT OF IT, OLD MAN! THIS IS BETWEEN ME AND- HEY, GET BACK HERE!" Colin growled as Margaret tried to leave.
"I wouldn't have said this to anybody else, but FUCK YOU, COLIN GREYS!" Margaret yelled as she punched the gamer in the nose, blood draining from it.
"Oh snap." the stringy red head Larry said.
"Is he alright?" Larry's 'baby mama' Strawberry asked.
"Uhhhhh... Coli-boy?" Larry asked.
The gamer gave a look of murderous rage to the stringy brunnette. Margaret kicked him in the shin and bolted out front.
"LIKE HELL YOU'RE GETTING AWAY FROM ME!" Colin said as he went out after her.
The old woman stepped out to see that Margaret was zooming away on the group's motorcycle, as Colin aggressively ran her down in the Jeep Wrangler.
The two were gone before anyone could stop them.
Jack sighed in dismay and pulled out a phone.
"Yeah, Everett? It's me, Jack. Anyway, two of the fourteen are gone... yeah ah'll need you to get more... what? Room for the other twelve at your compound? For the kids too? You'll get fourteen more? Alrighty then! Yeah, bye."
The old man turned to the remaining couples as the ladies placed their hands against their pregnancy bellies.
"Moving day, pack up! You're new accommodations will be bigger than here with more weapons, access to recreation, and food, under rules of course." Jack said as his wife went to get the briefcases out of the garage."
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Colin pressed his nostril and snorted out the packet of fake blood. That phony argument was a perfect getaway. Margaret was pretty smart.
He pulled the Wrangler over by where Margaret had stopped the motorcycle....