Brothers George and Richard Tandis have just escaped from Wolfrock Penitentiary, the only prison where the
guards were spliced with wolf DNA to make werewolves, they were speeding in their Chevy down the road, behind
them almost half a dozen C.H.P. squad cars in chase with both lights and sirens.
George: “Can’t you shake these guys? I don’t want to go back there. Besides, if I hear one more howl, I’ll go
crazy.”
Richard “I’m trying, besides I’m with you on that. Why do they have to howl night after night?”
A voice from the lead chase car bellows out “Halt in the name of the law! If you stop right now, we might go
easy on you!”
G: “Get us out of here!”
R: “Hang on, I have an idea.”
The chase leads into a series of roads leading up a mountain and it speeds to a small cliff.
G: “You’re kidding, right?”
R: “I’m dead serious. Relax, we’ll be fine.”
Richard hits the gas.
G: “No Richard, Richard? RICHARD!”
Richard drives towards the cliff, jumps it and just made it to the other side leaving his pursuers dead in
their tracks.
G: “Wow, you had me worried there.”
R: “I told you we’ll be fine. Now relax and enjoy the ride.”
George and Richard shortly ends up in the countryside. With wheat and corn fields all around, but the engine
begins to choke and the car stops.
G: “Why did we stop?”
R:(looks at the gas gage) “Gas tank’s empty.” He gets out and looks around “Nothing for miles in each
direction, we’re stuck here.”